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Adam Winthrop army battle beauty better called Catlettsburg church convulsionists dark England eral eyes face fact father feel feet fire force genius George Hammond girl give glacier gold Goody Cole hand head heard heart heaven Huldah human hundred ical John Winthrop knew labor land light living look Lord matter ment mind Montgeron moraines Mormon morning mother Nature ness never night Nova Scotia once organist parlor passed person picture poet Rachel Rachel Lowe Rebels seemed seen side siege of Yorktown smile soul spirit stood talk tell Theodore Parker things thought tion told truth turned Valaam Vivia voice walked whole wife woman word Yarrow young Zeruah
Stran 237 - And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come, To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home...
Stran 437 - ... valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : "Pipe a song about a Lamb !
Stran 541 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Stran 18 - Winds, and our flag of stripe and star Shall bear to coasts that lie afar, Where men shall wonder at the view, And ask in what fair groves they grew...
Stran 394 - I bear them) so without measure misordered, that I think myself in hell, till time come that I must go to Mr. Elmer ; who teacheth me so gently, so pleasantly, with such fair allurements to learning, that I think all the time nothing while I am with him.
Stran 549 - Our little habitation was situated at the foot of a sloping hill, sheltered with a beautiful underwood behind, and a prattling river before ; on one side a meadow, on the other a green.
Stran 234 - Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain, And fetters, sure and fast, Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign. \ Far in thy realm withdrawn Old empires sit in sullenness and gloom, And glorious ages gone Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb.
Stran 437 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?