The child's own book of poetry1850 |
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BEGINNING BETTER blessings bloom Book bright child clear cloth CONTENTED dear Divine dwell earth edition EVIL face fall faults fear feel flowers forget FORTUNE give gone grace gratitude GROW hand happy head hear heart heaven hope IDLE INNOCENCE John Barleycorn Keble's KEEP kind land Large type leads Learn leave light little bird LIVE Look Lord MIND mother NATURE ne'er never night o'er ONCE ORPHAN BOY pains PARENT path PITY play pleased poor PRAISE prayer present pretty pride remembers rest rise roll rose shed shine sigh sight SILENCE Sleep smile soft Songs soon sorrow soul Spelling spring stay sure sweet tears thee thine THING thou thought trees trembling truth VIRTUE voice wind wing WISDOM WISE wish youth
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Seite 50 - Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite...
Seite 53 - The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim. The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand.
Seite 40 - The good ship tight and free — The world of waters is our home, And merry men are we. There's tempest in yon horned moon, And lightning in yon cloud; And hark the music, mariners! The wind is piping loud; The wind is piping loud, my boys, The lightning flashes free — While the hollow oak our palace is, Our heritage the sea.
Seite 38 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Seite 32 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise...
Seite 26 - You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know.
Seite 53 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Seite 42 - And turn'd him o'er and o'er. They filled up a darksome pit With water to the brim. They heaved in John Barleycorn, There let him sink or swim. They laid him out upon the floor. To work him farther woe. And still, as signs of life appear'd. They toss'd him to and fro.
Seite 58 - There's not a sin that we commit. Nor wicked word we say, But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ. Against the judgment day.
Seite 37 - Never hear the sweet music of speech, I start at the sound of my own. The beasts, that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see ; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.