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... FIELD " ... LONG AGO ... ... THE SOLITARY VIOLET SHADOWS ON THE HILL DREAMS ... ... ... REST ... ... : ... ... ... ... 56 58 60 ... ... ... 62 ... ... ... 64 ... :: : . : : ... ... .. 66 68 600083359Y more amiliar The ore the corded 6 ...
... FIELD " ... LONG AGO ... ... THE SOLITARY VIOLET SHADOWS ON THE HILL DREAMS ... ... ... REST ... ... : ... ... ... ... 56 58 60 ... ... ... 62 ... ... ... 64 ... :: : . : : ... ... .. 66 68 600083359Y more amiliar The ore the corded 6 ...
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... field . He prayed for courage and for might To break the ranks of error down , The battle of the Cross to fight , And win the faithful soldier's crown . With eager heart and fiery glance , He went the heathen hosts to meet , The first ...
... field . He prayed for courage and for might To break the ranks of error down , The battle of the Cross to fight , And win the faithful soldier's crown . With eager heart and fiery glance , He went the heathen hosts to meet , The first ...
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... fields , Whom single - handed none could tame , To overwhelming numbers yields . Wounded and weary , fainting fast , ' Mid fallen friends and foes he fell , Yet battled nobly to the last , With courage no defeat could quell . They ...
... fields , Whom single - handed none could tame , To overwhelming numbers yields . Wounded and weary , fainting fast , ' Mid fallen friends and foes he fell , Yet battled nobly to the last , With courage no defeat could quell . They ...
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... field once more.― Awhile he hesitating stands , Frees from his sword each little stain ; Then grasps it firmly in his hands , And snaps its shining blade in twain.- He thanked them for their kind behest , And with a broken voice he ...
... field once more.― Awhile he hesitating stands , Frees from his sword each little stain ; Then grasps it firmly in his hands , And snaps its shining blade in twain.- He thanked them for their kind behest , And with a broken voice he ...
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... field ! Art thou faint and fearful In the fight of life , Though so brave and cheerful In thine early strife ? Art thou gazing round thee For the means to fly ? Have new terrors found thee , And the fear to die ? Strive with stout ...
... field ! Art thou faint and fearful In the fight of life , Though so brave and cheerful In thine early strife ? Art thou gazing round thee For the means to fly ? Have new terrors found thee , And the fear to die ? Strive with stout ...
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Art thou bade beams beauty beneath blessed breast breath breath of heaven breeze bright brow cheer clouds crown cuckoo dark dear old home distant dreams drear ears England evermore eyes fades fainting fair fairest fast feet fell firmly clasps flowers fresh gather gentle gleam gloom glory golden green grief happy harvest heard heart heaven hill holy honour hopes hymns light little hand LONGFELLOW look LUDGATE HILL meadows meadows green merry Merry Christmas mighty morning naught ne'er night numbers o'er once onward path pathway peaceful playmates pleasant pow'r ranks of error rest rise roam Sabbath scene scent shadows sheaves shine sight sing song soothing sorrow soul sound spirit star storms strive summer sunbeams sweet tears tempest tender touch thee thine thou thoughts tide Tis a voice underneath violet Wallingford weary winds winter woods I wandered youth
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Page 24 - And he stayed yet other seven days; and again he sent forth the dove out of the ark; and the dove came in to him in the evening; and, lo, in her mouth was an olive leaf pluckt off: so Noah knew that the waters were abated from off the earth.
Page 84 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 1 - 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.
Page 47 - what music hast thou provided for thy saints in heaven, when thou affordest bad men such music on earth?" There appears to be a meaning in the sound beyond what reaches the ear ; it links itself with the aspects of nature, with the spirit of the hour, or blends with the sad reminiscence or the hopeful reverie, like its echo or response. There is, too, a metaphysical...
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