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Page 120 - It is good ; Little white Lily's Clothing and food." Little white Lily Drest like a bride ! Shining with whiteness, And crowned beside ! Little white Lily Droopeth with pain, Waiting and waiting For the wet rain. Little white Lily Holdeth her cup ; Rain is fast falling And filling it up. Little white Lily Said, " Good again, When I am thirsty To have fresh rain.
Page 121 - Good again, When I am thirsty To have nice rain ; Now I am stronger, Now I am cool ; Heat cannot burn me, My veins are so full.' Little white Lily Smells very sweet : On her head sunshine, Rain at her feet. ' Thanks to the sunshine, Thanks to the rain ! Little white Lily Is happy again ! G.
Page 121 - Little white Lily Sunshine has fed ; Little white Lily Is lifting her head. Little white Lily Said, " It is good ; Little white Lily's Clothing and food.
Page 117 - Upon its thousand glories ; read them all ; In splendour let them pass on through his soul, And triumph in their new beatitude, Finding a heaven of truth to take them in ; But walked on steadily through pain to death. Better to have the poet's heart than brain, Feeling than song ; but better far than both, To be a song, a music of God's making...
Page 145 - Behind it all is tenderness, And truthfulness and grace. I mean her well so earnestly, Unchanged in changing mood ; My life would go without a sigh To bring her something good. I also am a child, and I Am ignorant and weak ; I gaze upon the starry sky, And then I must not speak ; For all behind the starry sky...
Page 16 - A voice i; in the wind I do not know; A meaning on the face of the high hills Whose utterance I cannot comprehend. A something is behind them: that is God.
Page 222 - Curtius* great work comprises books second and third of the original : — From the Dorian migration to the Persian wars, and from the Termination of the Ionian Revolt to the outbreak...
Page 39 - HARK, hark, a voice amid the quiet intense ! It is thy Duty waiting thee without. Rise from thy knees in hope, the half of doubt ; A hand doth pull thee — it is Providence ; Open thy door straightway, and get thee hence ; Go forth into the tumult and the shout ; Work, love, with workers, lovers, all about : Of noise alone is born the inward sense Of silence ; and from action springs alone The inward knowledge of true love and faith.
Page 146 - I mean her well so earnestly, Unchanged in changing mood; My life would go without a sigh To bring her something good. I also am a child, and I Am ignorant and weak; I gaze upon the starry sky, And then I must not speak; For all behind the starry sky, Behind the world so broad, Behind men's hearts and souls doth lie The Infinite of God.
Page 223 - ... the topics under discussion, and the local coloring and environment of the scene, there is little to remind us that it is not an original production in the vernacular. For aught that is here indicated to the contrary, the bees that settled on Plato's lips might as well have swarmed from an English as an Attic hive. CURT/US