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Page 295 - Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower But 'twas the first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die.
Page 295 - twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew. To see thee, hear thee, call thee mine, — Oh, misery! must I lose that too? Yet go — on peril's brink we meet ; — Those frightful rocks — that treacherous sea — No, never come again — though sweet, Though heaven, it may be death to thee.
Page 64 - Phoebus' self: for Phyllis shall be thine. PALKMON. So nice a difference in your singing lies, That both have won, or both deserv'd, the prize. Rest equal happy both ; and all who prove The bitter sweets, and pleasing pains, of love.
Page 122 - I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech I start at the sound of my own. The beasts that roam over the plain, My form with indifference see; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me.
Page 282 - Thou fool, that which thou sowest is not quickened, except it die : And that which thou sowest, thou sowest not that body that shall be, but bare grain, it may chance of wheat, or of some other grain : But God giveth it a body as it hath pleased him, and to every seed its own body.
Page 251 - While extremists may find some fault with the moderation of our platform, they should recollect that " the battle is not always to the strong, nor the race to the swift.
Page 310 - Tis the voice of the sluggard, I hear him complain, you have woke me too soon, I must slumber again. If any young orphan will repeat the remainder of that simple piece from Doctor Watts's collection an eligible opportunity now offers.
Page 183 - I said, if there's peace to be found in the world, The heart that is humble might hope for it here..
Page 251 - Hearts alone can make ye holy ; Be the dwelling e'er so small, Having love it boasteth all. Hearts and homes, sweet words of pleasure, Music breathing as ye fall ; Making each the other's treasure, Once divided, losing all. Hearts and homes, hearts and homes. Hearts and homes, sweet words revealing, All most good and fair to see, Fitting shrines for purest feeling, Temples meet to bend the knee.