Souvenir of Modern Minstrelsy: A Collection of Original and Select Poetry by Living WritersGroombridge & Company, 1860 - 262 pages |
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... Spring ? Foster Genius 84 * 88888 90 COX , THOMAS . Marlow's Summer Dream The Three Old Friends Song of the Leaves The Mountain Shepherd Sonnets GLYDE , W. D. February April Anglers ' Song Song June July 38 42 45 46 47 152 153 155 156 ...
... Spring ? Foster Genius 84 * 88888 90 COX , THOMAS . Marlow's Summer Dream The Three Old Friends Song of the Leaves The Mountain Shepherd Sonnets GLYDE , W. D. February April Anglers ' Song Song June July 38 42 45 46 47 152 153 155 156 ...
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... Spring * What am I now to Thee ? - Eulalie Musings - I am thinking of the pleasant days The Unwelcome One · On the Return of the Guards to London 1 54 56 57 58 60 61 63 94 96 97 99 101 103 105 107 SKIPSEY , JOSEPH , Page A Word of Good ...
... Spring * What am I now to Thee ? - Eulalie Musings - I am thinking of the pleasant days The Unwelcome One · On the Return of the Guards to London 1 54 56 57 58 60 61 63 94 96 97 99 101 103 105 107 SKIPSEY , JOSEPH , Page A Word of Good ...
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... spring , on shivering wing , Or , cheerless , chirp from tree to tree ; And still he cries , with weeping eyes , " Oh ! Mother dear , come back to me ! " Can no one tell where angels dwell ? — He's call'd them oft till day grew dim ; If ...
... spring , on shivering wing , Or , cheerless , chirp from tree to tree ; And still he cries , with weeping eyes , " Oh ! Mother dear , come back to me ! " Can no one tell where angels dwell ? — He's call'd them oft till day grew dim ; If ...
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... Spring's beauty , filling every place , Yet leaves the world which it had clung about , The sweet expression left the little face : Heaven's mark once faded , languid grew the eye , Changed the sweet voice , and hushed the laugh of ...
... Spring's beauty , filling every place , Yet leaves the world which it had clung about , The sweet expression left the little face : Heaven's mark once faded , languid grew the eye , Changed the sweet voice , and hushed the laugh of ...
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... spring , I keep ; as one would treasure gems of worth , Though sometimes an unwilling tear they bring , And fill my heart , with griefs and longings wild . Scoff if you will ! I stole those leaves away , Like kisses , from the bed of a ...
... spring , I keep ; as one would treasure gems of worth , Though sometimes an unwilling tear they bring , And fill my heart , with griefs and longings wild . Scoff if you will ! I stole those leaves away , Like kisses , from the bed of a ...
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Page 1 - And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start ; Who, through long days of labor, And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer.
Page 2 - Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer.
Page 84 - Look aloft!" and be firm, and be fearless of heart. If the friend who embraced In prosperity's glow, With a smile for each joy, and a tear for each woe, Should betray thee when sorrows like clouds are arrayed, "Look aloft!
Page 2 - Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. * And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Page 4 - When the dawn looked gray o'er the misty way, And the early air blew coldly; "Tick, tick," it said — "quick out of bed, For five I've given warning; You'll never have health, you'll never get wealth, Unless you're up soon in the morning.
Page 62 - And dropt i' the grave — God's lap — our wee White Rose of all the world. Our Rose was but in blossom, Our life was but in spring, When down the solemn midnight We heard the spirits sing, " "Another bud of infancy With holy dews impearled ! " And in their hands they bore our wee White Rose of all thj world.
Page 4 - A friendly voice was that old, old clock, As it stood in the corner smiling, And blessed the time with a merry chime, The wintry hours beguiling ; But a cross old voice was that tiresome clock, As it called at daybreak boldly, When the dawn looked gray o'er the misty way, And the early air blew coldly ; "Tick, tick...
Page 7 - Truer than e'er pomp arrayed! He who seeks the mind's improvement Aids the world, in aiding mind! Every great commanding movement Serves not one, but all mankind.
Page 55 - tis like a tale of olden Time, long, long ago ; When the world was in its golden Prime, and Love was lord below ! Every vein of earth was dancing With the Spring's new wine ! 'Twas the pleasant time of flowers, When I met you, love of mine. Ah ! some spirit sure was straying Out of heaven that day, When I met you, Sweet, a-Maying, In that merry, merry May. Little heart ! it shyly open'd Its red leaves' love-lore, Like a rose that must be ripen 'd To the dainty, dainty core.
Page 6 - WHAT is noble? to inherit Wealth, estate, and proud degree? There must be some other merit, Higher yet than these for me. Something greater far must enter Into life's majestic span; Fitted to create and centre True nobility in man!