Brown and Gross, 1860 - 264 pages
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Page 58 - My nose is cold," he meekly cried ; " Oh, let me warm it by thy side! " Since no denial word was said, In came the nose, in came the head : As sure as sermon follows text, The long and scraggy neck came next; And then, as falls the threatening storm, In leaped the whole ungainly form. Aghast the owner gazed around, And on the rude invader frowned, Convinced, as closer still he...
Page 98 - O'er the mountain and the main ; See, — they stretch the hand to meet thee, Youngest of our household train. Many a form their love hath fostered Lingers 'neath thy sunny sky, And their spirit-tokens brighten Every link of sympathy. We mid storms of war were cradled Mid the shock of angry foes ; Thou, with sndden, dreamlike, splendor, Pallas-born, — in vigor rose. Children of one common country, Strong in friendship let us stand, With united ardor earning Glory for our Mother Land.
Page 207 - Mid the sweet hush of eventide Muse by thyself alone, And at the time of rest, Ere sleep asserts its power, Hold pleasant converse with thyself In meditation's bower. Motives and deeds review By Memory's truthful glass, Thy silent self the only judge And critic as they pass; And if their wayward face Should give thy conscience pain, Resolve with energy divine The victory to gain. When morning's earliest rays O'er spire and roof-tree fall, Gladly invite thy waking heart. Unto a festival Of smiles...
Page 59 - ... threatening storm, In leaped the whole ungainly form. Aghast the owner gazed around, And on the rude invader frowned, Convinced, as closer still he pressed, There was no room for such a guest; Yet more astonished, heard him say, " If thou art troubled, go away, For in this place I choose to stay.
Page 209 - Drink waters out of thine own cistern, and running waters out of thine own well. 16 Let thy fountains be dispersed abroad, and rivers of waters in the streets. 17 Let them be only thine own, and not strangers
Page 113 - ... Black Mountains. He was buried on Mount Mitchell. Miss Sigourney's beautiful poem was repeated to the children by their teacher. The first stanza is as follows : — " Where is he, Mountain Spirit ? Dread Mountain Spirit, say ! That honored Son of Science Who dared thy shrouded way? O giant firs ! whose branches In gloomy grandeur meet, Did ye his steps imprison Within your dark retreat? " When South Carolina was reached, Mrs. Cartmell spoke of historical times, and repeated some stanzas from...
Page 257 - It folded its leaves, and trembled sore As the hours of darkness press'd it, But at morn, like a bride, in beauty shone, For with pearls the dews had dress'd it. Then it felt ashamed of its fretful thought, And fain in the dust would hide it, For the night of weeping had jewels brought, Which the pride of day denied it.
Page 157 - When I mused before, on this rock-bound shore, The beautiful walked with me, She hath gone to her rest in the churchyard's breast Since I saw thee last, thou Sea! Restore ! restore ! the smile she wore, When her cheek to mine was pressed, Give back the voice of the fervent soul That could...
Page 11 - mid the icebergs of the Artie sea — Than duet no questions ask ; all are at home with thce. One pledge alone they give, before their name Is with thy peaceful denizens enrolled — The vow of silence thou from each dost claim, More strict and stern than Sparta's rule of old, Bidding no secrets of thy realm be told, Nor slightest whisper from its precincts spread — Sealing each whitened lip with signet cold, To stamp the oath of fealty, ere they tread Thy never-echoing halls, oh city of the dead...
Page 94 - Cacco's silvery water Weddeth nobly with the Ocean. Ask your question there of Casco, And if that fair bay reply not, Onward press, and ask the mountains, Guarding with reflective foreheads Maine, our most north-eastern sister. Ask them, and from breezy tree-tops, Groves of oak, and pine, and hemlock, Where the axe-men get their timber — Timber, that in ships aod schooners, Goes to visit all creation: Murmuring through those breezy tree-tops.

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