The Rural Wreath: Or, Life Among the FlowersLaura Greenwood |
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... .. .... .Too young to love ........ We will be Strangers ..Affectionate Remembrance ... Marriage 199 .... 200 ...... 201 ........ 203 218 Snapdragon ...... Snowdrop .. Snowball ..... ......... Star of Bethlehem 8 CONTENTS .
... .. .... .Too young to love ........ We will be Strangers ..Affectionate Remembrance ... Marriage 199 .... 200 ...... 201 ........ 203 218 Snapdragon ...... Snowdrop .. Snowball ..... ......... Star of Bethlehem 8 CONTENTS .
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... Star of Bethlehem .. Sweet William ..... Syringa ...... .Dazzling , but dangerous .......... 219 ..Hope in Sorrow ....... .Thoughts of Heaven .... 220 221 ... ..Reconciliation ....... 222 .Hollowness , or Treachery .. ........ 233 ...
... Star of Bethlehem .. Sweet William ..... Syringa ...... .Dazzling , but dangerous .......... 219 ..Hope in Sorrow ....... .Thoughts of Heaven .... 220 221 ... ..Reconciliation ....... 222 .Hollowness , or Treachery .. ........ 233 ...
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... star has still a power That may the deepest midnight sway . Fear not ! I take a prophet's tone : Our love can neither wane nor set ; My heart grows strong in trust : mine own , We shall be happy yet . What though long , anxious years ...
... star has still a power That may the deepest midnight sway . Fear not ! I take a prophet's tone : Our love can neither wane nor set ; My heart grows strong in trust : mine own , We shall be happy yet . What though long , anxious years ...
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... star , whose setting left behind , ah me ! how dark a night ! Thou art lost to me forever , Isadore . I need not say how , one by one , ALBERT PIKE . Love's flowers have dropped from off love's chain ; Enough to say that they are gone ...
... star , whose setting left behind , ah me ! how dark a night ! Thou art lost to me forever , Isadore . I need not say how , one by one , ALBERT PIKE . Love's flowers have dropped from off love's chain ; Enough to say that they are gone ...
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... stars Of morning sang together , sound forth still The song of one great immortality . DANA . Love , which proclaims thee human , bids thee know A truth more lofty in thy lowliest hour Than shallow glory taught to human power " What's ...
... stars Of morning sang together , sound forth still The song of one great immortality . DANA . Love , which proclaims thee human , bids thee know A truth more lofty in thy lowliest hour Than shallow glory taught to human power " What's ...
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Page 30 - So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much ; He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men : he loves no plays, As thou dost, Antony : he hears no music : Seldom he smiles ; and smiles in such a sort As if he mock'd himself, and scorn'd his spirit That could be moved to smile at any thing.
Page 217 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Page 15 - The eternal regions ; lowly reverent Towards either throne they bow, and to the ground With solemn adoration down they cast Their crowns, inwove with amaranth and gold ; Immortal amaranth ! a flower which once In Paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom...
Page 106 - Go, lovely Rose! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired; Bid her come forth! Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then...
Page 125 - In a word, he at length succeeded in gaining her hand, though with the solemn assurance, that her heart was unalterably another's. He took her with him to Sicily, hoping that a change of scene might wear out the remembrance of early woes. She was an amiable and exemplary wife, and made an effort to be a happy one ; but nothing could cure the silent and devouring melancholy that had entered into her very soul.
Page 185 - And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold. Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord, Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord." "And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,
Page 47 - Yet nerve thy spirit to the proof And blench not at thy chosen lot, The timid good may stand aloof, The sage may frown — yet faint thou not, Nor heed the shaft too surely cast, The foul and hissing bolt of scorn; For with thy side shall dwell, at last, The victory of endurance born.
Page 125 - But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
Page 157 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign ; As man ere long and this new world shall know.
Page 43 - Och! it hardens a' within, And petrifies the feeling! To catch dame Fortune's golden smile, Assiduous wait upon her; And gather gear by ev'ry wile That's justified by honour; Not for to hide it in a hedge, Nor for a train attendant; But for the glorious privilege Of being independent.