Annual Report of the State Horticultural Society of Missouri, Band 33

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Seite 42 - Tis always morning somewhere, and above The awakening continents, from shore to shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore. "Think of your woods and orchards without birds ! Of empty nests that cling to boughs and beams As in an idiot's brain remembered words Hang empty mid the cobwebs of his dreams...
Seite 42 - You call them thieves and pillagers ; but know, They are the winged wardens of your farms, Who from the cornfields drive the insidious foe, And from your harvests keep a hundred harms; Even the blackest of them all, the crow, Renders good service as your man-at-arms, Crushing the beetle in his coat of mail, And crying havoc on the slug and snail.
Seite 42 - Think, every morning when the sun peeps through The dim, leaf-latticed windows of the grove, How jubilant the happy birds renew Their old, melodious madrigals of love ! And when you think of this, remember, too, 'Tis always morning somewhere, and above The awakening continents, from shore to shore, Somewhere the birds are singing evermore.
Seite 401 - The bravest battle that ever was fought ; Shall I tell you where and when? On the maps of the world you will find it not ; It was fought by the mothers of men. Nay, not with cannon or battle shot, With sword or nobler pen; Nay, not with eloquent word or thought, From mouths of wonderful men. But deep in a...
Seite 17 - No foot of land do I possess, No cottage in the wilderness; A poor wayfaring man, I lodge awhile in tents below, And gladly wander to and fro, Till I my Canaan gain...
Seite 5 - The constitution provides that "this constitution may be amended by a two-thirds vote of the members present at any regular meeting...
Seite 250 - The vine is dried up, and the fig tree languisheth; the pomegranate tree, the palm tree also, and the apple tree, even all the trees of the field, are withered: because joy is withered away from the sons of men.
Seite 249 - ... sparkled with the reflection of the sunbeams from the gold. The king himself rode upon a chariot in the midst of these men, who were still in armour, and had their bows fitted to them. He had on a white garment ; and used to take his progress out of the city in the morning. There was a certain place about fifty furlongs distant from Jerusalem, which is called Etham * ; very pleasant it is in fine gardens, and abounding in rivulets of water; thither did he use to go out in the morning, sitting...
Seite 249 - As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
Seite 401 - Yet, faithful still as a bridge of stars, She fights in her walled-up town — Fights on and on in the endless wars, Then, silent, unseen, goes down.

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