Lincoln Literary Collection, Designed for School-room and Family Circle: Containing More Than Six Hundred Favorite Selections in Prose and Poetry, Sections for Arbor Day, Bird Day, Decoration Day, Days with the Poets, EtcJohn Piersol McCaskey |
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Page 32
... poor Daisy ? Oh , what can I do ? and where can I go ? This room is so dark I'm not seein ' yer honor ; I think I'll go home . . . . And a sob , hard and dry , Rose up from the bosom of Mary O'Conner , But never a tear - drop welled up ...
... poor Daisy ? Oh , what can I do ? and where can I go ? This room is so dark I'm not seein ' yer honor ; I think I'll go home . . . . And a sob , hard and dry , Rose up from the bosom of Mary O'Conner , But never a tear - drop welled up ...
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... Poor fool ! " the base and soulless worldling cries , To waste his strength for nought , -to blanch his cheek , And bring pale Death upon him in his prime . Why did he not to pleasure give his days , - His nights to rest , —and live ...
... Poor fool ! " the base and soulless worldling cries , To waste his strength for nought , -to blanch his cheek , And bring pale Death upon him in his prime . Why did he not to pleasure give his days , - His nights to rest , —and live ...
Page 39
... poor common words of courtesy Are such an empty mockery - how much The bursting heart may pour itself in prayer ! He prayed for Israel - and his voice went up Strongly and fervently . He pray'd for those Whose love had been his shield ...
... poor common words of courtesy Are such an empty mockery - how much The bursting heart may pour itself in prayer ! He prayed for Israel - and his voice went up Strongly and fervently . He pray'd for those Whose love had been his shield ...
Page 43
... poor , though much they have ; And I am rich with little store . They poor , I rich ; they beg , I give ; They lack , I lend ; they pine , I live . I laugh not at another's loss , I grudge not at another's gain ; No worldly wave my mind ...
... poor , though much they have ; And I am rich with little store . They poor , I rich ; they beg , I give ; They lack , I lend ; they pine , I live . I laugh not at another's loss , I grudge not at another's gain ; No worldly wave my mind ...
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... poor , I fear no rich ; I feel no want , nor have too much . The court nor cart I like nor loathe ; Extremes are counted worst of all ; The golden mean betwixt them both Doth surest sit , and fears no fall ; This is my choice ; for why ...
... poor , I fear no rich ; I feel no want , nor have too much . The court nor cart I like nor loathe ; Extremes are counted worst of all ; The golden mean betwixt them both Doth surest sit , and fears no fall ; This is my choice ; for why ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON angel ANGELIC SONGS art thou auld lang syne beauty beneath bird blessed bosom brave breath bright brow Brutus Cæsar Captain Grey CHARLES MACKAY Cheiron child cloud dark dead dear death deep doth dream earth eternal eyes face fair father fear feel flowers forever Gelert give glory grave hand happy hath hear heard heart heaven hills holy honor human Inchcape rock JEAN INGELOW land light live look Lord mighty mind morning mother neath never night noble o'er passed peace praise prayer R. B. SHERIDAN rest Rhine river rock round shadow shalt shine shore silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star-spangled banner stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine things thou art thought toil tree truth Twas unto voice wave weary wild wind wonder words