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Página 141 - To make the river flow. The clouds might give abundant rain ; The nightly dews might fall, And the herb that keepeth life in man, Might yet have drunk them all.
Página 158 - The sheep rest upon their soft fleeces, and their loud bleating is no more heard amongst the hills. There is no sound of a number of voices, or of children at play, or the trampling of busy feet, and of people hurrying to and fro. •The smith's hammer is not heard upon the anvil; nor the harsh saw of the carpenter. All men are stretched on their quiet beds : and the child sleeps upon the breast of its> mother. Darkness is spread over the skies, and darkness is upon the ground: every eye is shut,...
Página 111 - For this is Thanksgiving Day. Over the river and through the wood, And straight through the barnyard gate! We seem to go Extremely slow; It is so hard to wait! Over the river and through the wood; Now grandmother's cap I spy! Hurrah for the fun! Is the pudding done? Hurrah for the pumpkin pie!
Página 176 - The only point where human bliss stands still, And tastes the good without the fall to ill ; Where only merit...
Página 189 - LET dogs delight to bark and bite, For God hath made them so; Let bears and lions growl and fight, For 'tis their nature too. But, children, you should never let Such angry passions rise ; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes.
Página 167 - He would not hear my voice, fair child ! He may not come to thee; The face that once like spring-time smiled, On earth no more thou'lt see. A rose's brief, bright life of joy, Such unto him was given ; — Go ! thou must play alone, my boy ! Thy brother is in heaven.
Página 109 - Thanksgiving Day Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow. Over the river and through the wood— Oh, how the wind does blow ! It stings the toes And bites the nose, As over the ground we go. Over the river and through the wood, To have a first-rate play. Hear the bells ring, " Ting-a-ling-ding !
Página 92 - There is a land where the roses are without thorns, where the flowers are not mixed with brambles. In that land, there is eternal spring, and light without any cloud. The tree of life groweth in the midst thereof; rivers of pleasures are there, and flowers that never fade.