A Year of Sunshine: Cheerful Extracts for Every Day in the YearJ. R. Osgood, 1884 - 384 sidor |
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Alice Cary autumn beautiful Beecher better birds blessings blest bloom blossom blue breath bright buds C. H. Spurgeon Celia Thaxter cheerful clouds comes dark dead dear divine earth Elaine Goodale evil eyes face faith fear fire flowers fresh give glad glorious glory God's gold golden grace green grief grow hand happiness hath heart heaven Helen Hunt hope hour J. G. Holland laugh leaves Leigh Hunt life's light live Longfellow look Lord Lucy Larcom merry mind mirth month morning never night numbers o'er pain peace praise Rose Terry Cooke round says neighbor shadow shine sigh sing skies smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars summer sunbeam sunshine Susan Coolidge sweet T. B. Aldrich tears thee things Thomas Hood thou thought to-day trees trust walk Whittier Wilson Flagg wind winter woman
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Sida 60 - Were a star quenched on high, For ages would its light, Still travelling downward from the sky, Shine on our mortal sight. So when a great man dies, For years beyond our ken The light he leaves behind him lies Upon the paths of men.
Sida 65 - When Freedom, from her mountain height, Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there; She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Then, from his mansion in the sun, She called her eagle bearer down, And gave into his mighty hand, The symbol of her chosen land.
Sida 44 - IT is the first mild day of March : Each minute sweeter than before, The redbreast sings from the tall larch That stands beside our door. There is a blessing in the air, Which seems a sense of joy to yield To the bare trees, and mountains bare And grass in the green field.
Sida 30 - When thou, for all thy gold, so common art ! Thou teachest me to deem More sacredly of every human heart, Since each reflects in joy its scanty gleam Of heaven, and could some wondrous secret show, Did we but pay the love we owe, And with a child's undoubting wisdom look On all these living pages of God's book.
Sida 30 - But to return to our own institute; besides these constant exercises at home, there is another opportunity of gaining experience to be won from pleasure itself abroad; in those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature, not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.