Excellent Quotations for Home and School ...Lee and Shepard, 1890 - 329 pages |
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... green in youth , now withering on the ground ; Another race , the following spring supplies ; They fall successive , and successive rise : So generations in their course decay ; So flourish these , when those have passed away . Pope's ...
... green in youth , now withering on the ground ; Another race , the following spring supplies ; They fall successive , and successive rise : So generations in their course decay ; So flourish these , when those have passed away . Pope's ...
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... Green leaves will come again . For , sure as earth lives under snows , And love lives under pain , ' Tis good to sing with every thing , " When green leaves come again . " Oh , how beautiful is morning ! How the sunbeams strike the ...
... Green leaves will come again . For , sure as earth lives under snows , And love lives under pain , ' Tis good to sing with every thing , " When green leaves come again . " Oh , how beautiful is morning ! How the sunbeams strike the ...
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... green grass under the snow . We'll find that it's ever so , In this life's uneven flow ; We've only to wait , in the face of fate , For the green grass under the snow . MARY E. DODGE Whatever tempting wrong lurks near To check your best ...
... green grass under the snow . We'll find that it's ever so , In this life's uneven flow ; We've only to wait , in the face of fate , For the green grass under the snow . MARY E. DODGE Whatever tempting wrong lurks near To check your best ...
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... green things growing ! How they talk each to each , when none of us are knowing ; In the wonderful white of the weird moonlight , Or the dim , dreary dawn when the cocks are crowing ! The buttercups across the field Made sunshine rifts ...
... green things growing ! How they talk each to each , when none of us are knowing ; In the wonderful white of the weird moonlight , Or the dim , dreary dawn when the cocks are crowing ! The buttercups across the field Made sunshine rifts ...
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... green bell . Jean Ingelow Jean Ingelow The foxglove shoots out of the green matted heather , Preparing her hoods of snow ; She was idle , and slept till the sunshiny weather . O children ! take long to grow . Jean Ingelow Autumn , in ...
... green bell . Jean Ingelow Jean Ingelow The foxglove shoots out of the green matted heather , Preparing her hoods of snow ; She was idle , and slept till the sunshiny weather . O children ! take long to grow . Jean Ingelow Autumn , in ...
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Page 167 - When Freedom, from her mountain height, Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there! She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle-bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand The symbol of her chosen land!
Page 75 - Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide, In the strife of truth with falsehood, for the good or evil side; Some great cause, God's New Messiah, offering each the bloom or blight, Parts the goats upon the left hand and the sheep upon the right; And the choice goes by forever 'twixt that darkness and that light.
Page 128 - And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon ? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows ? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet ?— God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo God!
Page 136 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,— the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Page 78 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Page 44 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 162 - Let our conceptions be enlarged to the circle of our duties. Let us extend our ideas over the whole of the vast field in which we are called to act. Let our object be, our country, our whole country, and nothing but our country.
Page 50 - Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear, and with a manly heart.
Page xii - To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet, To smooth the ice, or add another hue Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish, Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess.