Songs of the heart: poems, Issue 538 |
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... sing some song of gladness , Some hymn of joy and praise , That used to cheer my fainting heart , E'en in my darkest days . However sad to other ears Their melody may be , I seem the nearer heaven When they are sung to me . And to that ...
... sing some song of gladness , Some hymn of joy and praise , That used to cheer my fainting heart , E'en in my darkest days . However sad to other ears Their melody may be , I seem the nearer heaven When they are sung to me . And to that ...
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... visited the mourner , His sorrow to beguile : - Till hearts with grief long burdened With others joined to sing The song of joy and triumph That welcomed back the Spring . HARVEST . H URRAH ! hurrah for harvest ! it. SONGS OF THE HEART .
... visited the mourner , His sorrow to beguile : - Till hearts with grief long burdened With others joined to sing The song of joy and triumph That welcomed back the Spring . HARVEST . H URRAH ! hurrah for harvest ! it. SONGS OF THE HEART .
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... Singing all day long , We our voices mingled With the wild bird's song . Through the woods I wandered , When a merry boy , While the glades re - echoed To my shouts of joy . Seeking nuts or berries , Eager roamed I there , Mocked the ...
... Singing all day long , We our voices mingled With the wild bird's song . Through the woods I wandered , When a merry boy , While the glades re - echoed To my shouts of joy . Seeking nuts or berries , Eager roamed I there , Mocked the ...
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... When I hear the robin sing . Many a bird that all the summer Carolled gaily every day , At the first approach of winter , Flies to warmer lands away . D But not thus the faithful robin : Winter , with SONGS OF THE HEART . 49 XIV.
... When I hear the robin sing . Many a bird that all the summer Carolled gaily every day , At the first approach of winter , Flies to warmer lands away . D But not thus the faithful robin : Winter , with SONGS OF THE HEART . 49 XIV.
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... Sing the leaves and flowers among ; But , when leaves and flowers are withered , Hush the music of their song . But not so this merry minstrel : Though in summer seldom heard , In the dreary days of winter All his soul to speech is ...
... Sing the leaves and flowers among ; But , when leaves and flowers are withered , Hush the music of their song . But not so this merry minstrel : Though in summer seldom heard , In the dreary days of winter All his soul to speech is ...
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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 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.
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