Poems: Original and SelectedFor the Author, 1847 - 144 pages |
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... Matilda Lunt Bennison. 753 * 473 7 . Entered according to Act of Congress , in the year 1847 , BY MRS . BENNISON , In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Mass . DEDICATION . To my patrons and subscribers , my ...
... Matilda Lunt Bennison. 753 * 473 7 . Entered according to Act of Congress , in the year 1847 , BY MRS . BENNISON , In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Mass . DEDICATION . To my patrons and subscribers , my ...
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... children , friends , and the public , this small volume is respectfully dedi- cated , without apologizing , ( although by some this may be deemed necessary . ) My patrons and subscribers are requested to accept of my warmest thanks for ...
... children , friends , and the public , this small volume is respectfully dedi- cated , without apologizing , ( although by some this may be deemed necessary . ) My patrons and subscribers are requested to accept of my warmest thanks for ...
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... Child , - 134 " Mr. Asa Wilson , 136 " Thomas Knott , 137 " George Bennison , 138 " James S. Bennison , 139 " Miss Whitman , 140 " A Friend , 142 Tender Recollections , 143 UNIV . OF POEMS . A MOTHER'S REMONSTRANCE . Attend viii CONTENTS .
... Child , - 134 " Mr. Asa Wilson , 136 " Thomas Knott , 137 " George Bennison , 138 " James S. Bennison , 139 " Miss Whitman , 140 " A Friend , 142 Tender Recollections , 143 UNIV . OF POEMS . A MOTHER'S REMONSTRANCE . Attend viii CONTENTS .
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... child could be , My first twelve years were nearly past In sweet tranquility : And then I deeply realized Life was a turbid sea ; My bark by adverse winds was tossed , And dark my destiny . And oft I wished that time's last wave Would ...
... child could be , My first twelve years were nearly past In sweet tranquility : And then I deeply realized Life was a turbid sea ; My bark by adverse winds was tossed , And dark my destiny . And oft I wished that time's last wave Would ...
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... child , I loved to read How this kind God his chosen people led ; How He from Heaven their multitudes did feed , And satisfied their little ones with bread ; And how the smitten rock poured forth its streams , And how the cloudy pillar ...
... child , I loved to read How this kind God his chosen people led ; How He from Heaven their multitudes did feed , And satisfied their little ones with bread ; And how the smitten rock poured forth its streams , And how the cloudy pillar ...
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adieu African slave trade amazing grace Art thou banner behold bend blessings blest bliss bloom breast breath brow cease celestial charms cheer Cherubims Christian crown dark dear death divine earth earthly fair wisdom's faithful fame fear flame fled flowers flowing tears folly's footsteps ghost of murdered glad glory Gospel grace grave hand happy hear heart Heaven heavenly HENRY MOWBRAY hope I'm a slave immortal inauspicious days Jesus joys kind land last trump life's light Lord mercy mind mortal murdered hours ne'er neath o'er obey path peace perfect bliss Pilgrim Plato pleasures praise prayer precious proclaim pure Redeemer resign rest rich round sacred salvation Savior's scene seraph shade shed shine skies smile sorrow soul spirit sway sweet tears thee thine thou throne time's tomb truth utmost votaries wave WILLIAM LEGGETT wisdom word youthful
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Page 56 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, . Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Page 104 - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And while the mouldering ashes sleep Low in the ground...
Page 57 - midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Page 31 - So he drove out the man: and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life.
Page 104 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, — To slumber in that dreamless bed, From all my toil...
Page 105 - Whate'er thy lot — whoe'er thou be, Confess thy folly, — kiss the rod ; And in thy chastening sorrows see The hand of GOD.
Page 88 - Nay, speak no ill ! a kindly word Can never leave a sting behind, And oh ! to breathe each tale we've heard Is far beneath a noble mind.
Page 43 - Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; Christ and His love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on Him.