The Garland, Or Token of Friendship

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Emily Percival
Z. & B.F. Pratt, 1854

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Page 10 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man passes by ? Our outward life requires them not — Then wherefore had they birth ? — : To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth ; To comfort man — to whisper hope, Whene'er his faith is dim, For who so careth for the flowers . Will much more care...
Page 9 - GOD might have bade the earth bring forth Enough for great and small, The oak tree, and the cedar tree, Without a flower at all. He might have made enough, enough, For every want of ours ; For luxury, medicine, and toil, And yet have made no flowers.
Page 165 - The bride kissed the goblet ; the knight took it up, He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup. She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lip, and a tear in her eye.
Page 267 - Then said the king unto her, What wilt thou, queen Esther ? and what is thy request ? it shall be even given thee to the half of the kingdom.
Page 208 - But we thought, rolled up we shall find them Among mosses old and dry ; From gossamer threads that bind them, They will start like the butterfly, All winged : so we went forth seeking, Yet still they have kept unseen ; Though we think our feet have been keeping The track where they have been, For we saw where their dance we,nt flying O'er the pastures — snowy white Their seats and their tables lying, O'erthrown in their sudden flight. And they, too, have had their losses, For we found the goblets...
Page 139 - ... one usually finds in backwood settlements of the more comfortable kind. Peach-trees were trailed against the house, in front of which stood some groups of papaws. The whole place had a rural and agreeable aspect. We were scarcely within the hedge that surrounded the domain, when a brace of bull-dogs rushed upon us with open jaws. We were keeping off the furious brutes with some difficulty, when a man came out of the barn, and, upon seeing us, again entered it. After a few moments, he appeared...
Page 133 - ... a guide, was loaded with a mighty ham and a bag of biscuits, which we procured from the steam-boat ; and, thus provided, we sallied forth on our expedition, attended by the good wishes of the ladies, who accompanied us a few hundred yards into the wood, and then left us to pursue our march. I have often had occasion to notice, that the first entrance into one of our vast American forests is apt to reduce the greatest talker to silence. In the present instance, I found the truth of this remark...
Page 209 - Of their gifts and their favors golden, — The sunshine was so bright ; And the flowers — we found so many That it almost made us grieve To think there were some, sweet as any, That we were forced to leave ; As we left, by the brook-side lying, The balls of drifted foam, And brought (after all our trying) These Guelder-roses home.
Page 155 - ... of Hopefield, Clarke had received a letter, signed Thomas Tully, and stamped with the Natchez postmark. The contents were to the effect that his child was still living, that the writer of the letter knew where he was, and that, if Mr Clarke would enclose a fifty-dollar bank-note in his answer, he should receive further information. On receipt of the said sum, the writer said he would indicate a place to which Mrs Clarke might repair, unaccompanied, and there, upon payment of two hundred dollars...
Page 134 - ... feet, or the colossal dimensions of the mighty trees, that rose like so many giants around us, that wrought upon the imagination, I cannot say ; but it is certain that my companions, who were mostly from the northern states, and had never before been beyond Albany or the Saratoga springs, became at once silent, and almost sad. The leaves of the cotton-tree, that giant of the south-western forests, had already assumed the tawny hues of latter autumn ; only here and there a streak of sunbeam, breaking...

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