The Poetical Works of Alice and Phoebe Cary: With a Memorial of Their Lives by Mary ClemmerHoughton, Osgood, 1876 - 435 pages |
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Alice Cary beauty birds blessed bright Carmia cheek child cloud cried cruel sea dark darling dead dear death doth Dovecote dream eyes face fair faith father fear feet flowers FORT WAGNER friends give glad golden gone grace grass gray green hair hand hath head hear heart heaven hills hope Horace Greeley hour keep kiss knew leaves life's light lips live look Lord lover morn mother never night o'er Oliver Johnson P. T. Barnum pain Phoebe Phoebe Cary poor pray rain rose round shadow shining sight sing sleep smile snow soft softly song sorrow soul stiff upper lip summer sweet tears tell tender THADDEUS STEVENS thee things thou thought to-day twixt wait walk weary wild winds wings words wren
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Page 17 - If thou shouldst never see my face again, 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.
Page 18 - I am going a long way With these thou seest — 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 65 - Nearer my Father's house, 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.
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 65 - 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 65 - ONE sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er: I am nearer home to-day Than I ever have been before ; Nearer my Father's house, 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...
Page xii - Under their tassels, — cattle near, Biting shorter the short, green grass, And a hedge of sumach and sassafras, With bluebirds twittering all around, — (Ah, good painter, you can't paint sound!) These, and the house where I was born, Low and little, and black and old, With children, many as it can hold...
Page 419 - 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 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 421 - IF you're told to do a thing, And mean to do it really ; Never let it be by halves ; Do it fully, freely! Do not make a poor excuse, Waiting, weak, unsteady ; All obedience worth the name. Must be prompt and ready.