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... earth were stilled ! And yet a deeper woe For the watcher by the bed , Where the fondly - loved in pain lay low , In pain and sleepless dread ! For the mother , doomed unseen to keep By the dying babe her place , And to feel its ...
... earth were stilled ! And yet a deeper woe For the watcher by the bed , Where the fondly - loved in pain lay low , In pain and sleepless dread ! For the mother , doomed unseen to keep By the dying babe her place , And to feel its ...
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... earth , air , and water . In stormy weather , the wailing of the winds and dashing of the waves seemed to these people the shrieking and groaning of the water - spirits . Read , and write to dictation : -The sea was rough , and his ...
... earth , air , and water . In stormy weather , the wailing of the winds and dashing of the waves seemed to these people the shrieking and groaning of the water - spirits . Read , and write to dictation : -The sea was rough , and his ...
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... earth . She heard a low bleating close beside her , and looking round she saw a she - goat with two little kids , nibbling the wild flowers which grew among the rocks . She followed their track down the rugged crags THE THEFT OF THE ...
... earth . She heard a low bleating close beside her , and looking round she saw a she - goat with two little kids , nibbling the wild flowers which grew among the rocks . She followed their track down the rugged crags THE THEFT OF THE ...
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... earth . The crowd , who had gathered round to bid her welcome , now stood back to give her air . She soon recovered from her swoon , and joined them in giving thanks to God who had saved her child and herself in the hour of danger ...
... earth . The crowd , who had gathered round to bid her welcome , now stood back to give her air . She soon recovered from her swoon , and joined them in giving thanks to God who had saved her child and herself in the hour of danger ...
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... earth and rising over it to a height of at least forty - five miles . We can neither see nor taste nor grasp it ... earth's surface . You will readily understand this when you consider that every object standing or lying on the ground ...
... earth and rising over it to a height of at least forty - five miles . We can neither see nor taste nor grasp it ... earth's surface . You will readily understand this when you consider that every object standing or lying on the ground ...
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Page 134 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Page 99 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me as I travel, Witn many a silvery water-break Above the golden gravel, — And draw them all along and flow To join the brimming river ; For men may come, and men may go, But I go on for ever. I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel covers, I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers.
Page 180 - My days among the Dead are past ; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old : My never-failing friends are they, With whom I converse day by day. With them I take delight in weal And seek relief in woe ; And while I understand and feel How much to them I owe, My cheeks have often been bedew'd With tears of thoughtful gratitude.
Page 173 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Page 179 - ... island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses.
Page 58 - Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world : Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on heavenly wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing.
Page 153 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering but not lost.
Page 52 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 27 - But still as wilder blew the wind And as the night grew drearer, Adown the glen rode armed men, Their trampling sounded nearer. ' O haste thee, haste ! ' the lady cries, 'Though tempests round us gather; I'll meet the raging of the skies, But not an angry father.
Page 172 - ... queen Among her children stand; They clasped his neck, they kissed his cheeks, They held him by the hand!— A tear burst from the sleeper's lids And fell into the sand. And then at furious speed he rode Along the Niger's bank; His bridle-reins were golden chains, And, with a martial clank, At each leap he could feel his scabbard of steel Smiting his stallion's flank.