Little Poems for Little Readers1860 - 144 pages |
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... wings , Bear the rich hues of all glorious things ? Not there ; not there - my child . Is it far away in some region old , Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? Where the burning rays of the ruby shine , And the diamond lights up ...
... wings , Bear the rich hues of all glorious things ? Not there ; not there - my child . Is it far away in some region old , Where the rivers wander o'er sands of gold ? Where the burning rays of the ruby shine , And the diamond lights up ...
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... wing , in man's distress , Spread like the Saviour's own !: The warrior from his armed tent , The seaman from the tide , Far as the Sabbath chimes are sent In Christian nations wide , — Thousands and tens of thousands bring . Their ...
... wing , in man's distress , Spread like the Saviour's own !: The warrior from his armed tent , The seaman from the tide , Far as the Sabbath chimes are sent In Christian nations wide , — Thousands and tens of thousands bring . Their ...
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... ; And wide around Not one tall tree was seen , Not flower , nor leaf of green- All , all was drown'd . Then a soft wing was spread , And o'er the billows dread A meek dove flew ; 46 SELF - EXAMINATION . But on that shoreless tide. D 2 45.
... ; And wide around Not one tall tree was seen , Not flower , nor leaf of green- All , all was drown'd . Then a soft wing was spread , And o'er the billows dread A meek dove flew ; 46 SELF - EXAMINATION . But on that shoreless tide. D 2 45.
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... wing , And guards her little brood ; Who hears the ravens when they cry , And fills them all with food . ' Tis He who clothes the fields with flowers , And pours the light abroad ; " Tis He who numbers all your hours , Your Father and ...
... wing , And guards her little brood ; Who hears the ravens when they cry , And fills them all with food . ' Tis He who clothes the fields with flowers , And pours the light abroad ; " Tis He who numbers all your hours , Your Father and ...
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... wing ; She knew he must be near : She smiled upon her flower , and turn'd Aside to hide the tear . It was the solemn day of death , When , on the bleeding tree , Was finish'd for the sons of men Redemption's mystery . THE EASTER ROBE ...
... wing ; She knew he must be near : She smiled upon her flower , and turn'd Aside to hide the tear . It was the solemn day of death , When , on the bleeding tree , Was finish'd for the sons of men Redemption's mystery . THE EASTER ROBE ...
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66 FROM COTTAGE angels BATTLE OF BLENHEIM beautiful beneath bless blest bower breast breeze bright cheer chosen tree clouds COTTAGE BREAD cowslip cried dear doth dove dwell e'en earth English boy eyes fair Father William fear flower forget to pray Forget-me-not gentle God's GOLDEN RULE gone grace green grief happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly HEMANS holy hour Jesus kind lesson LET ME RING light little birds little child little children little lamb look Lord lowly mild mother neath never night NIGHT SONG o'er OLD STONE WALL pass'd play poor porringer praise prayer pretty river ROBERT K round Saviour shining sing sleep smiled snowdrops soft song Songs of praise sorrow Speak gently sunny sweet tears tender thee thine things thou thought Thy little to-day Twas violets voice watchful WILLIAM TELL wing words young youth
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Page 17 - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
Page 65 - I wish that his hands had been placed on my head, That his arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen his kind look, when he said, " Let the little ones come unto me.
Page 66 - The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them high and lowly, And ordered their estate.
Page 19 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun; But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. "Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won, And our good Prince Eugene.
Page 66 - ALL things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Page 38 - LITTLE drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean And the pleasant land.
Page 9 - You are old, Father William, the young man cried, And pleasures with youth pass away, And yet you lament not the days that are gone, Now tell me the reason, I pray.
Page 56 - And often after sunset, Sir, When it is light and fair, I take my little porringer, And eat my supper there.
Page 20 - And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win.' 'But what good came of it at last?' Quoth little Peterkin: — 'Why, that I cannot tell,' said he, 'But 'twas a famous victory.
Page 74 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...