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J.D. Williams, 1911 - 238 páginas
 

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Página 32 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Página 85 - Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November; All the rest have thirty-one, Excepting February alone, To which we twenty-eight assign, Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.
Página 148 - The goldenrod is yellow; The corn is turning brown; The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down The gentian's bluest fringes Are curling in the sun; In dusty pods the milkweed Its hidden silk has spun.
Página 31 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Página 41 - If I were up there With you and my friends, I'd rock in it nicely, you'd see ; I'd sit in the middle And hold by both ends; Oh, what a bright cradle 'twould be!
Página 32 - So here hath been dawning Another blue Day: Think wilt thou let it Slip useless away. Out of Eternity This new Day is born; Into Eternity, At night, will return. Behold it aforetime No eye ever did : So soon it forever From all eyes is hid. Here hath been dawning Another blue Day : Think wilt thou let it Slip useless away.
Página 41 - I would rock Till the dawn of the day, And see where the pretty moon goes. And there we would stay In the beautiful skies, And through the bright clouds we would roam ;' We would see the sun set, And see the sun rise, And on the next rainbow come home.
Página 41 - RAIN THE rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at sea.
Página 50 - WHEN beechen buds begin to swell, And woods the blue-bird's warble know, The yellow violet's modest bell Peeps from the last year's leaves below. Ere russet fields their green resume, Sweet flower, I love, in forest bare, To meet thee, when thy faint perfume Alone is in the virgin air. Of all her train, the hands of Spring First plant thee in the watery mould, And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow-bank's edges cold.
Página 218 - The rose may bloom for England, The lily for France unfold; Ireland may honor the shamrock, Scotland her thistle bold; But the shield of the great Republic, The glory of the West, Shall bear a stalk of the tasseled Corn, Of all our wealth the best!

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