Wanderings in Devon

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J. Newbery, 1869 - 204 pages

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Page 8 - O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still...
Page 47 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 55 - twas a famous victory. My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by. They burned his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly : So with his wife and child he fled ; Nor had he where to rest his head.
Page 6 - And bends the gallant mast — And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...
Page 111 - In suffering be Thy love my peace, In weakness be Thy love my power ; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour, In death as life be Thou my Guide, And save me, who for me hast died ! 235 7,8,7.
Page 47 - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
Page 45 - 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...
Page 110 - Lord ! it is not life to live, If thy presence Thou deny, Lord ! if Thou thy presence give, 'Tis no longer death — to die. Source and Giver of repose, Singly from thy smile it flows, Peace and happiness are thine, Mine they are, if Thou art mine.
Page 11 - Ay, let them rail, those haughty ones, While safe thou dwellest with thy sons. They do not know how loved thou art, How many a fond and fearless heart Would rise to throw Its life between thee and the foe.
Page 6 - A WET sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sail And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys. While like the eagle free Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...

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