Songs of Three CenturiesJohn Greenleaf Whittier Houghton, Mifflin & Company, 1876 - 352 pages From Shakespeare to Milton -- From Dryden to Burns -- From Wordsworth to Longfellow. |
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... smile , You were in Paradise the while . A sweet , attractive kind of grace ; A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face ; The lineaments of gospel books : I trow that countenance cannot lie Whose thoughts are legible ...
... smile , You were in Paradise the while . A sweet , attractive kind of grace ; A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face ; The lineaments of gospel books : I trow that countenance cannot lie Whose thoughts are legible ...
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... smiles , I smile to think How quickly she will frown ; And when , in froward mood , She proved an angry foe , Small gain I found to let her come , Less loss to let her go . ALEXANDER HUME . [ About 1599. ] A SUMMER'S DAY . THE time so ...
... smiles , I smile to think How quickly she will frown ; And when , in froward mood , She proved an angry foe , Small gain I found to let her come , Less loss to let her go . ALEXANDER HUME . [ About 1599. ] A SUMMER'S DAY . THE time so ...
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... smile , To see thy love for more than one Hath brought thee to be loved by none . WILLIAM STRODE . [ 1600-1644 . ] MUSIC . O LULL me , lull me , charming air ! My senses rock with wonder sweet : Like snow on wool thy fallings are ; Soft ...
... smile , To see thy love for more than one Hath brought thee to be loved by none . WILLIAM STRODE . [ 1600-1644 . ] MUSIC . O LULL me , lull me , charming air ! My senses rock with wonder sweet : Like snow on wool thy fallings are ; Soft ...
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... smile , And go at last . What ! were ye born to be An hour or half's delight , And so to bid good - night ? ' T was pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth , And lose you quite . But you are lovely leaves , where we May ...
... smile , And go at last . What ! were ye born to be An hour or half's delight , And so to bid good - night ? ' T was pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth , And lose you quite . But you are lovely leaves , where we May ...
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... wilds I stray , Thy bounty shall my wants beguile , The barren wilderness shall smile , O'ercame the pilot's art . And streams shall murmur all around . ALEXANDER POPE . [ 1688-1744 ] THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER . PARAPHRASE OF PSALM XXIII.
... wilds I stray , Thy bounty shall my wants beguile , The barren wilderness shall smile , O'ercame the pilot's art . And streams shall murmur all around . ALEXANDER POPE . [ 1688-1744 ] THE UNIVERSAL PRAYER . PARAPHRASE OF PSALM XXIII.
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Page 94 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind; In the primal sympathy Which having been must ever be; In the soothing thoughts that spring Out of human suffering; In the faith that looks through death, In years that bring the philosophic mind.
Page 144 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Nor in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
Page 179 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost, All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere ; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Page 120 - Teach us, sprite or bird, what sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Page 94 - The clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, — To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Page 34 - On His Blindness When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest He returning chide, "Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?
Page 94 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Page 134 - And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold; Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" — The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 52 - Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on thee is stayed, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing.
Page 134 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord.