A Year of Beautiful ThoughtsT.Y. Crowell, 1902 - 402 pages |
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... summer , - happy through the golden autumn days , and happy through the Christmas month , to the very end ! How can ... Summer's perfect rose . 7 " All these , and more , shall be thine Beautiful Thoughts. ...
... summer , - happy through the golden autumn days , and happy through the Christmas month , to the very end ! How can ... Summer's perfect rose . 7 " All these , and more , shall be thine Beautiful Thoughts. ...
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... summer's sun lights summer skies ? Who scatters blossoms o'er the lea , Till all the land is fair to see ? And when the August heats are past , Who brings the ripened fruit at last ? Who binds the brook in icy chains , Hushing its ...
... summer's sun lights summer skies ? Who scatters blossoms o'er the lea , Till all the land is fair to see ? And when the August heats are past , Who brings the ripened fruit at last ? Who binds the brook in icy chains , Hushing its ...
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... dew must fall , And the sun , and the summer rain Must do their part , and perform it all Over and over again . Over and over again The brook through the meadow flows 36 A Year of Beautiful Thoughts . January 29. ...
... dew must fall , And the sun , and the summer rain Must do their part , and perform it all Over and over again . Over and over again The brook through the meadow flows 36 A Year of Beautiful Thoughts . January 29. ...
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... summer in the sky , Yet ' tis winter in the heart . If we strive to lift the gloom , From a dark and burdened life , — If we seek to lull the storm Of our fallen brother's strife , — If we bid all hate and scorn From the spirit to ...
... summer in the sky , Yet ' tis winter in the heart . If we strive to lift the gloom , From a dark and burdened life , — If we seek to lull the storm Of our fallen brother's strife , — If we bid all hate and scorn From the spirit to ...
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... summer night , But in the winter evenings They sparkle clear and bright . Is this to tell the little ones So hungry , cold , and sad , That there's a shining home for them Where all is warm and glad ? More beautiful and glorious , And ...
... summer night , But in the winter evenings They sparkle clear and bright . Is this to tell the little ones So hungry , cold , and sad , That there's a shining home for them Where all is warm and glad ? More beautiful and glorious , And ...
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angels beautiful bless blossoms blue bright bright eyes brook buds CELIA THAXTER cheer Christ clouds dark DEAN STANLEY deeds earth ELIZABETH CHARLES eyes fair Father flowers FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL gentle give glad God's good-morning good-night grass green grow hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven HENRY WARD BEECHER Jesus JOHN RUSKIN keep kind leaves light lilies little birds little child little children little girl live look Lord LUCY LARCOM LUCY WHEELOCK mamma MARY MAPES DODGE morning mother nest never night o'er pleasant praise pray prayer pure rain ROBERT BIRD robin seeds shine sing sleep smile snow soft song soul speak spring stars summer sunbeam sunshine SUSAN COOLIDGE sweet tell tender thank thee There's thine things thought tiny to-day tree unto violets voice wait warm watch weary wind wings winter word WORTHINGTON HOOKER
Popular passages
Page 343 - 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 23 - And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye ' Or how wilt thou (Say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye : and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.
Page 264 - What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?
Page 85 - Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is : For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green ; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.
Page 30 - He giveth snow like wool : He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes. He casteth forth His ice like morsels : Who can stand before His cold? He sendeth out His word, and melteth them : He causeth His wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Page 96 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.
Page 311 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
Page 289 - And besought him greatly, saying, My little daughter lieth at the point of death: I pray thee, come and lay thy hands on her, that she may be healed; and she shall live.
Page 342 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 180 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.