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Page 114 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter as I flow To join the brimming river; For men may come, and men may go, But I go on forever.
Page 114 - I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river; For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever.
Page 240 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food ; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.
Page 114 - the captain shouted As he staggered down the stairs. But his little daughter whispered, As she took his icy hand : " Isn't God upon the ocean Just the same as on the land...
Page 115 - Where did you get your eyes so blue? Out of the sky as I came through. What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? Some of the starry spikes left in. Where did you get that little tear? I found it waiting when I got here.
Page 115 - Where did you get that little tear ? I found it waiting when I got here. What makes your forehead so smooth and high ? A soft hand stroked it as I went by.
Page 115 - Where did you get those arms and hands ? Love made itself into hooks and bands. Feet, whence did you come, you darling things? From the same box as the cherub's wings. How did they all just come to be you? God thought about me and so I grew. But how did you come to us, you dear? God thought of you, and so I am here.
Page 114 - And Jesus, when he came out, saw much people, and was moved with compassion toward them, because they were as sheep not having a shepherd: and he began to teach them many things.
Page 57 - Year after year, early and late, Alike in summer and winter weather, He pecked the stones and calked the gate, And mill and- miller grew old together. " Little Jerry ! " — 'twas all the same, — They loved him well who called him so; And whether he'd ever another name, Nobody ever seemed to know. 'Twas " Little Jerry, come grind my rye ; " And "Little Jerry, come grind my wheat;" And " Little Jerry " was still the cry, From matron bold and maiden sweet.
Page 114 - Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!" So we shuddered there in silence, — For the stoutest held his breath, While the hungry sea was roaring And the breakers talked with death.