The Poetical Works of Alice and Phoebe CaryHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1876 - 435 pages |
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Alice Alice Cary beauty birds blessed bright Cary cheek child cloud cried cruel sea dark darling dead dear death doth dream eyes face fair faith father fear feet flowers FORT WAGNER friends frog give glad golden gone grace grass Griselda hair hand hath head hear heart heaven hope Horace Greeley keep kiss knew leaves life's light lips liquid song live look Lord lover morn mortal mother never night o'er Oliver Johnson P. T. Barnum pain Phoebe Phoebe Cary playmate pleasant poor pray rose shadow shining sight sing sleep smile snow soft softly song sorrow soul stiff upper lip sure sweet tears tell tender THADDEUS STEVENS thee things thou thought to-day wait walk weary wife wild winds words Wren
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Page 59 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Page 17 - The holy Elders with the gift of myrrh. But now the whole Round Table is dissolved Which was an image of the mighty world; And I, the last, go forth companionless, And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
Page 272 - Be not among winebibbers; among riotous eaters of flesh: for the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.
Page 17 - I am going a long way With these thou see'st — if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) — To the island-valley of Avilion ; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
Page 17 - Ah! my Lord Arthur, whither shall I go? Where shall I hide my forehead and my eyes? For now I see the true old times are dead, When every morning brought a noble chance , And every chance brought out a noble knight.
Page 415 - Suppose your task, my little man, Is very hard to get, Will it make it any easier For you to sit and fret? And wouldn't it be wiser Than waiting like a dunce, To go to work in earnest And learn the thing at once? Suppose that some boys have a horse, And some a coach and pair, Will it tire you less while walking To say, "It isn't fair"?
Page 94 - And did she stand With her anchor clutching hold of the sand, For a month, and never stir?" "Why, to be sure! I've seen from the land, Like a lover kissing his lady's hand, The wild sea kissing her, — A sight to remember, sir.
Page 17 - Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Page 370 - Where the many mansions be; Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea; Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down; Nearer leaving the cross, Nearer gaining the crown! But lying darkly between, Winding down through the night, Is the silent, unknown stream, That leads at last to the light. Closer and closer my steps Come to the dread abysm: Closer Death to my lips Presses the awful chrism.
Page 158 - Look for goodness, look for gladness, You will meet them all the while; If you bring a smiling visage To the glass, you meet a smile.