Poems

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C. Scribner, 1838 - 365 pages
 

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Page 19 - Woodman, spare that tree ! Touch not a single bough ! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not. That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea — And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties...
Page 20 - When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand.
Page 77 - Riding out of town a few days since, in company with a friend, an old gentleman, he invited me to turn down a little, romantic woodland pass, not far from Bloomingdale. " Your object?" inquired I. " Merely to look once more at an old tree planted by my grandfather long before I was born, under which I used to play when a boy, and where my sisters played with me.
Page 14 - In mother, sister, wife, and friend. Yes, woman's love is free from guile, And pure as bright Aurora's ray ; The heart will melt before her smile, And base-born passions fade away : Were I the monarch of the earth, Or master of the swelling sea, I would not estimate their worth, Dear woman ! half the price of thee.
Page 77 - And a paleness overspread his fine countenance, and tears came to his eyes. After a moment's pause, he added: " Don't think me foolish. I don't know how it is: I never ride out but I turn down this lane to look at that old tree. I have a thousand recollections about it, and I always greet it as a familiar and well-remembered friend.
Page 49 - Jenny sadly missed him ; When he returned, behind her lord She slyly stole, and fondly kissed him ! The husband's anger rose ! — and red And white his face alternate grew ! ' Less freedom, ma'am ! " Jane sighed and said,
Page 38 - This doating heart will be, Which while it throbs, throbs only Beloved one, for thee ! Yet do not think I doubt thee, I know thy truth remains. I would not live without thee, For all the world contains. Thou art the star that guides me Along life's troubled sea ; And whatever fate betides me, This heart still turns to thee.
Page 75 - ... kindness now; Beauty and fashion all the circles grace — And scowling envy here were out of place ; On every side the wise and good appear — The very pillars of the State are here ! There sit the doctors of the legal clan, There, all the city's rulers, to a man ; Critics and editors and learned MD's, Buzzing and busy, like a hive of bees ; And there, as if to keep us all in order, Our worthy friends, the Mayor and the Recorder! Well, peace be with you. Friends of native worth, Yours is the...
Page 27 - But with autumn's leaf she perished, Long time ago! Rock and tree and flowing water, Long time ago ! — Bee and bird and blossom taught her Love's spell to know!
Page 49 - The pink of country polished life, And prim and formal as a Quaker. One day the tutor went abroad, And simple...

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