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Page 53 - Some ship in distress, that cannot live In such an angry sea ! " "O father! I see a gleaming light, O say what may it be?" But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be ; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave On the Lake of Galilee.
Page 53 - And fast through the midnight dark and drear, Through the whistling sleet and snow, Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept Towards the reef of Norman's Woe. And ever the fitful gusts between A sound came from the land; It was the sound of the trampling surf On the rocks and the hard sea-sand. The breakers were right beneath her bows, She drifted a dreary wreck, And a whooping billow swept the crew Like icicles from her deck.
Page 12 - LITTLE drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean, And the beauteous land.
Page 50 - INTO the sunshine, Full of the light, Leaping and flashing From morn till night ! Into the moonlight, Whiter than snow, Waving so flower-like When the winds blow ! Into the starlight, Rushing in spray, Happy at midnight, Happy by day ! Ever in...
Page 16 - Through glowing orchards forth they peep, Each from its nook of leaves ; And fearless there the lowly sleep, As the bird beneath their eaves.
Page 16 - THE stately homes of England, How beautiful they stand ! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Page 18 - Love sought its shade, at evening time, to breathe his early vows; And age was pleased, in heats of noon, to bask beneath its boughs; The dormouse loved its dangling twigs, the birds sweet music bore ; It stood a glory in its place, a blessing evermore.
Page 52 - Come hither! come hither! my little daughter, And do not tremble so ; For I can weather the roughest gale That ever wind did blow.
Page 50 - IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea ; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the. month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow...
Page 4 - JANUARY brings the snow, Makes our feet and fingers glow ; February brings the rain, Thaws the frozen lake again ; March brings breezes loud and shrill, Stirs the dancing daffodil ; April brings the primrose sweet, Scatters daisies at our feet ; May brings flocks of pretty lambs, Skipping by their fleecy dams ; June brings tulips, lilies, roses, Fills the children's hands with posies ; Hot July brings cooling showers, Apricots and gillyflowers ; August brings the sheaves of corn, Then the harvest...