Souvenir of Modern Minstrelsy: A Collection of Original and Select Poetry by Living WritersGroombridge & Company, 1860 - 262 pages |
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... 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 they were near , -and ...
... 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 they were near , -and ...
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... wings ? Now joyful tongues are wagging merrily , That all the night were silent as its own Again the mavis chants from the old tree , Again the bee to flowery fields hath flown , When gentle odours from the south are blown . The sun ...
... wings ? Now joyful tongues are wagging merrily , That all the night were silent as its own Again the mavis chants from the old tree , Again the bee to flowery fields hath flown , When gentle odours from the south are blown . The sun ...
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... wings . II . NATURE'S MUSIC . THERE's music in the wind that sweeps the wold , In autumn time . A dirge for summer past It seems to sing , ere the wild wintry blast Curls up the fading leaves with fiercer cold . There's music in the ...
... wings . II . NATURE'S MUSIC . THERE's music in the wind that sweeps the wold , In autumn time . A dirge for summer past It seems to sing , ere the wild wintry blast Curls up the fading leaves with fiercer cold . There's music in the ...
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... wings shook ! Down came the dusky night , the mournful night , And scarce a star shone out upon the wave , When toward the shore one cast a lingering look , And sighed as though above his mother's grave . E 3 . Now Laura saw the ship go ...
... wings shook ! Down came the dusky night , the mournful night , And scarce a star shone out upon the wave , When toward the shore one cast a lingering look , And sighed as though above his mother's grave . E 3 . Now Laura saw the ship go ...
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... wings to catch the breeze , And back she came toward their native land . 4 . One day there came a stranger to the door , His locks were hoary , and his voice was shrill ; The wintry winds blew sharply from the hill , And on the beach ...
... wings to catch the breeze , And back she came toward their native land . 4 . One day there came a stranger to the door , His locks were hoary , and his voice was shrill ; The wintry winds blew sharply from the hill , And on the beach ...
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angels art thou beauty bird blessed breast breath breeze bright brow cheer cloth cloud cold Coloured Plates comest crown dark dear death deep ditto doth dream E'en earth evermore eyes face faded fair fairy ring Farewell Fcap flowers gaze genius gentle GEORGE MCEWEN Gerald Massey glory golden grave grief GROOMBRIDGE AND SONS happy hath heart heaven Heigho hill holy hope Illustrated JOHN BARLEYCORN land leaves life's light lone Love's LYME REGIS memory merry Mother mournful ne'er neath never night o'er passed Poems prayer price 18 price 4d PUBLISHED BY GROOMBRIDGE RICHARD DAWES Rose round shadows shine shore sing smile soft song sorrow soul spirit Spring star summer sweet tears thee thine THOMAS CRAMPTON thou art thought trees Vignette voice wander wave weary weep Whilst whisper wild wind wings words young
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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!