Bedside Poetry: A Parents ̕assistant in Moral DisciplineD. Lothrop & Company, 1887 - 143 pages |
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... hath not where to lay his head ; I come to thee for shelter and for food , To Yussouf , called through all our tribes ' The Good . ' " " This tent is mine , " said Yussouf , " but no more Than it is God's ; come in , and be at peace ...
... hath not where to lay his head ; I come to thee for shelter and for food , To Yussouf , called through all our tribes ' The Good . ' " " This tent is mine , " said Yussouf , " but no more Than it is God's ; come in , and be at peace ...
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... sea now flows between ; - But neither heat , nor frost , nor thunder , Shall wholly do away , I ween , The marks of that which once hath been . COLERIDGE ( Christabel ) . 28 HESE little firs to - day are things To BEDSIDE POETRY . 55.
... sea now flows between ; - But neither heat , nor frost , nor thunder , Shall wholly do away , I ween , The marks of that which once hath been . COLERIDGE ( Christabel ) . 28 HESE little firs to - day are things To BEDSIDE POETRY . 55.
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... hath not strength to stand alone ? Who is it thwarts and bilks the inward MUST ? He and his works , like sand , from earth are blown . Shall we not heed the lesson taught of old , And by the Present's lips repeated still , In our own ...
... hath not strength to stand alone ? Who is it thwarts and bilks the inward MUST ? He and his works , like sand , from earth are blown . Shall we not heed the lesson taught of old , And by the Present's lips repeated still , In our own ...
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... hath slain ? Greatness and goodness are not means , but ends ! Hath he not always treasures , always friends , The good great man ? -three treasures , love and light , And calm thoughts , regular as infant's breath ; - And three firm ...
... hath slain ? Greatness and goodness are not means , but ends ! Hath he not always treasures , always friends , The good great man ? -three treasures , love and light , And calm thoughts , regular as infant's breath ; - And three firm ...
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... hath never understood How deepest wounds are given by praise , - Nor rules of state , but rules of good ; Who hath his life from rumors freed ; Whose conscience is his strong retreat ; Whose state can neither flatterers feed , Nor ruin ...
... hath never understood How deepest wounds are given by praise , - Nor rules of state , but rules of good ; Who hath his life from rumors freed ; Whose conscience is his strong retreat ; Whose state can neither flatterers feed , Nor ruin ...
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beauty Beware bird Bitter Gourd Blenheim born brave breath bridge I crost brother CLOUGH COLERIDGE COWPER cried dare dark dear death desert doth dream dust Duty earth EMERSON English evil eyes famous victory fate fatherland fear forever fought God's GOETHE grave gray hand haste hath hear heart heaven heritage hither hold in fee Hope Jaffàr Joy and woe labor land LEIGH HUNT light living Lokman LONGFELLOW lord LOWELL man's son inherit mother Napoleon never night noble o'er Ozymandias pain peace Peschiera pippins poor man's poor man's son rest Rhodora Ring round scorn seems SHAKSPERE shore silent slave smile song sorrow soul sounding spirit stand stood strife submit sweet tarn TENNYSON thee thine things thou art toil true Truth twas twill wave weary WHITTIER wild wild bells wild wheel Wise wish to hold WORDSWORTH youth Yussouf
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Page 74 - My fairest child, I have no song to give you ; No lark could pipe to skies so dull and gray : Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever ; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long : And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Page 42 - But everybody said," quoth he, "that 'twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, yon little stream hard by; they burnt his dwelling to the ground, and he was forced to fly: so with his wife and child he fled, nor had he where to rest his head.
Page 77 - A lily of a day Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall and die that night; It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 68 - Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. But knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.
Page 103 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl!
Page 124 - New occasions teach new duties ; Time makes ancient good uncouth ; They must upward still, and onward, who would keep abreast of Truth ; Lo, before us gleam her camp-fires ! we ourselves must Pilgrims be, Launch our Mayflower, and steer boldly through the desperate winter sea, Nor attempt the Future's portal with the Past's blood-rusted key.
Page 3 - THE mountain and the squirrel Had a quarrel ; And the former called the latter ' Little Prig '. Bun replied, ' You are doubtless very big ; But all sorts of things and weather Must be taken in together, To make up a year And a sphere. And I think it no disgrace 10 To occupy my place.
Page 49 - Pity the sorrows of a poor old man, Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door, Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span ; Oh ! give relief, and Heaven will bless your store.
Page 111 - Under the greenwood tree, Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat, Come hither, come hither, come hither; Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather.
Page 40 - Wilhelmine. She saw her brother Peterkin Roll something large and round, Which he beside the rivulet In playing there had found ; He came to ask what he had found, That was so large, and smooth, and round.