 Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as boyhood can! Though the flinty slopes be hard. Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the...  The Poetical Works of John Greenleaf Whittier - Page 236by John Greenleaf Whittier - 1874 - 481 pagesFull view - About this book
 | George Rhett Cathcart - American literature - 1874 - 454 pages
...Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thce through Fresh baptisms of the d«v ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss...for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, WHITTIER. Up and down in ceaseless moil : Happy if their track be found Never ou forbidden ground ;... | |
 | American literature - 1875 - 212 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee thro' Fresh baptisms of the dew ! Every evening from thy feet Shall the...cool wind kiss the heat! All too soon these feet must hida In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's, for work bo shod, Made... | |
 | American literature - 1875 - 220 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee thro' Fresh baptisms of the dew ! Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heatl All too soon these feet must hido In the prison colls of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod,... | |
 | George Rhett Cathcart - American literature - 1876 - 452 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the...ceaseless moil : Happy if their track be found Never OH forbidden ground ; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. Ah ! that thou... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1878 - 580 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown swardi Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptit-ms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the...in ceaseless moil : Happy if their track be found Xever on forbidden ground ; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. Ah ! that... | |
 | William Torrey Harris, Andrew Jackson Rickoff, Mark Bailey - Children's literature - 1878 - 286 pages
...through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat. 8. All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells...Never on forbidden ground ; Happy, if they sink not in FOR PREPARATION.—I. A part only of this poem is given in this place. Why is the black wasp called... | |
 | George Rhett Cathcart - American literature - 1878 - 446 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the...mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil: Happy it' their track be found Never on forbidden ground ; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous... | |
 | George Stillman Hillard - Elocution - 1878 - 400 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew; Every evening from thy feet Shall the...tread the mills of toil. Up and down in ceaseless moil ; 9 Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous... | |
 | Albert Newton Raub - Readers - 1878 - 444 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat : 11. All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod,... | |
 | William Torrey Harris, Andrew Jackson Rickoff, Mark Bailey - Readers (Elementary) - 1878 - 268 pages
...slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew ; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat. 8. All too soon these feet must hide iu the prison-cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like... | |
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