Reminiscences of my boyhoodHope and Company, 1851 - 72 páginas |
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affection beauty began ber hearing bosoms boyhood legends store buoyancy called ceaseless course chain of circum charms cheerfulness child-the difficulties childhood companions countenance dear father death delight delirium distance dreadful favour fear feel no backward felt fled gaze gloom happ'd by land happy harvest heart heaven hoarse To sweep hope HOPE AND CO hour labourers let them trouble look MARLBOROUGH STREET marriage marvelling boyhood legends metropolis miles mind morning nature ness in saying never night occasion passed period pleasure rain rapture rays rolls his ceaseless Rosedale farm round Sabbath scene seated seemed shed siderations sight sight and sound snow solemn solitude soon soothing soul sound spirit spot storm strange ventures happ'd surrounded tear tempest thought tide returning hoarse Tis sweet told our marvelling tomb trees vigour waggon wanderings weak and wither'd weary window winds winter young youth
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Página 48 - Then kneeling down, to Heaven's eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days, There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise. In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Página 61 - The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress (Before decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers) And...
Página 29 - Some feelings are to mortals given, With less of earth in them than heaven ; And if there be a human tear From passion's dross refined and clear, A tear so limpid and so meek, It would not stain an angel's cheek, 'Tis that which pious fathers shed Upon a duteous daughter's head...
Página 56 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all: And, as a bird each fond endearment tries, To tempt its new-fledged offspring to the skies, He tried each art, reproved each dull delay, Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way.
Página 65 - tis sweet to view on high The rainbow, based on ocean, span the sky. 'Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouth'd welcome as we draw near home; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come; 'Tis sweet to be awaken'd by the lark, Or lull'd by falling waters; sweet the hum Of bees, the voice of girls, the song of birds. The lisp of children, and their earliest words.
Página 62 - And— but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not, now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, aye, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the Tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by Death revealed!
Página 62 - The langour of the placid cheek, And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but, for that chill, changeless brow, Where cold obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon...
Página 47 - The priest-like father reads the sacred page, How Abram was the friend of God on high ; Or, Moses bade eternal warfare wage With Amalek's ungracious progeny; Or how the royal bard did groaning lie Beneath the stroke of heaven's avenging ire; Or, Job's pathetic plaint, and wailing cry; Or rapt Isaiah's wild, seraphic fire; Or other holy seers that tune the sacred lyre.
Página 1 - If from society we learn to live, Tis solitude should teach us how to die ; It hath no flatterers ; vanity can give No hollow aid ; alone — man with his God must strive : XXXIV.