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Page 89 - word of the Lord from Jerusalem. And He shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people ; and they shall beat their swords into plough-shares, and their spears into pruning hooks ; nation shall not lilt up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.'
Page 18 - Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan ; With thy turned-up pantaloons, And thy merry whistled tunes— With thy red'lip, redder still, Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace— From my heart I give
Page 18 - redder still, Kissed by strawberries on the hill ; With the sunshine on thy face, Through thy torn brim's jaunty grace— From my heart I give thce joy, I was once a barefoot boy ! Prince thou art, the grown-up man Only is republican. Let the
Page 18 - s-inks his well ; How the robin feeds her young, How the oriole's nest is hung ; Where the whitest lilies blow, Where the freshest berries grow ; Where the ground-nut trails its vine, Where the wood-grape's clusters shine ; Of the black wasp's cunning
Page 19 - the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil— Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground— Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. Ah ! that thou couldst know thy joy, Ere it passes, barefoot boy
Page 18 - barefoot boy ! Oh ! for boyhood's painless play, Sleep that wakes in laughing day, Health that mocks the doctor's rules, Knowledge, never learned of schools: Of the wild bee's morning chase, Of the wild flower's time and place ; Flight of
Page 72 - feeling her care, the greatest as not exempted from her power ; both angels and men, and creatures of what condition so ever, though each in different sort and manner, yet all with uniform consent admiring her
Page 66 - to express, in the name of their Governments, the wish that States, between which any serious misunderstandings may arise, should, before appealing to arms, have recourse, so far as circumstances might allow, to the good offices of a friendly power. The Plenipotentiaries hope that the Governments not represented at the Congress will unite in