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Page 242
... deep rever- ence for religion , if it could be pure would not be American , would not be our own . These are the seven pillars upon which the wisdom of our ancestors built the stately fabric of our institutions . Every garland culled ...
... deep rever- ence for religion , if it could be pure would not be American , would not be our own . These are the seven pillars upon which the wisdom of our ancestors built the stately fabric of our institutions . Every garland culled ...
Page 248
... flows , But he regardeth not . " Another Summer ! " Do I hear From many a turf - clad mound , In hollow murmurs , deep and low , The same reproving sound ? Oh Soul ! if there is aught undone Of duty 248 ANOTHER SUMMER . "
... flows , But he regardeth not . " Another Summer ! " Do I hear From many a turf - clad mound , In hollow murmurs , deep and low , The same reproving sound ? Oh Soul ! if there is aught undone Of duty 248 ANOTHER SUMMER . "
Page 258
... deep , And forbid his fevered brain to sleep . Lo , a messenger pale is on the wing , A spell o'er that wretched heart to fling ; He has touched that cheek , and the fever glow Is forever fled , and like cold white snow It seemeth now ...
... deep , And forbid his fevered brain to sleep . Lo , a messenger pale is on the wing , A spell o'er that wretched heart to fling ; He has touched that cheek , and the fever glow Is forever fled , and like cold white snow It seemeth now ...
Page 259
... deep affection , he must pass the remaining days of his dreary existence . Alone , unloved , and uncared for , he must sink down to the cold grave , with no kind friend to catch his last accents , or take his dying blessing to absent ...
... deep affection , he must pass the remaining days of his dreary existence . Alone , unloved , and uncared for , he must sink down to the cold grave , with no kind friend to catch his last accents , or take his dying blessing to absent ...
Page 260
... deep , the moral tone Which springs from Memory's harp alone , When mingling with its solemn lays Are voices heard of by - gone days . " True , there are memories which sometimes steal over the soul fraught with sadness ; the anxious ...
... deep , the moral tone Which springs from Memory's harp alone , When mingling with its solemn lays Are voices heard of by - gone days . " True , there are memories which sometimes steal over the soul fraught with sadness ; the anxious ...
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Page 249 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man ; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Page 209 - FOR the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod.
Page 257 - ... not always treated with the severity which their neglect of the ease of all about them might justly provoke ; they have obtained a kind of prescription for their folly, and are considered by their companions as under a predominant influence that leaves them not masters of their conduct or language, as acting without consciousness, and rushing into mischief with a...
Page 322 - For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them : but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them.
Page 264 - So let all thine enemies perish, O Lord : but let them that love him be as the sun when he goeth forth in his might.
Page 361 - Demanding, so to bring relief To this which is our common grief, What kind of life is that I lead...
Page 209 - God ! We are watchers of a beacon Whose light must never die ; We are guardians of an altar 'Midst the silence of the sky : The rocks yield founts of courage, Struck forth as by thy rod; For the strength of the hills we bless thee. Our God, our fathers
Page 209 - The royal eagle darteth On his quarry from the heights, And the stag that knows no master, Seeks there his wild delights...
Page 249 - The woman's cause is man's; they rise or sink Together, dwarfed or godlike, bond or free: For she that out of Lethe scales with man The shining steps of Nature, shares with man His nights, his days, moves with him to one goal. Stays all the fair young planet in her hands — If she be small, slight-natured, miserable, How shall men grow...
Page 209 - God ! The banner of the chieftain, Far, far below us waves ; The war-horse of the spearman Cannot reach our lofty caves : Thy dark clouds wrap the threshold Of freedom's last abode ; For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God ! For the shadow of thy presence, Round our camp of rock outspread ; For the stern defiles of battle, Bearing record of our dead ; For the snows and for the torrents, For the free heart's burial sod ; For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our...