The Last Poems of Alice and Phoebe Cary (Google eBook)

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Hurd and Houghton, 1873 - 306 pages
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Page 224 - The good dame looked from her cottage At the close of the pleasant day, And cheerily called to her little son Outside the door at play : ' ' Come, Peter, come ! I want you to go, While there is light to see, To the hut of the blind old man who lives Across the dike, for me ; And take these cakes I made for him They are hot and smoking yet ; You have time enough to go and come Before the sun is set.
Page 227 - ... that cry to hear, And the bravest man in all the land Turns white with mortal fear. For he knows the smallest leak may grow To a flood in a single night ; And he knows the strength of the cruel sea When loosed in its angry might. And the boy ! He has seen the danger, And, shouting a wild alarm, He forces back the weight of the sea With the strength of his single arm...
Page 229 - ... are taught what a boy can do Who is brave and true and good. For every man in that country Takes his son by the hand, And tells him of little Peter, Whose courage saved the land. They have many a valiant hero, Remembered through the years ; But never one whose name so oft Is named with loving tears. And his deed shall be sung by the cradle, And told to the child on the knee, So long as the dikes of Holland Divide the land from the sea ! THE LANDLORD OF THE BLUE HEN.
Page 224 - And thought of her husband, working hard At the sluices all day long ; And set the turf a-blazing, And brought the coarse black bread ; That he might find a fire at night, And find the table spread. And Peter left the brother, With whom all day he had played, And the sister who had watched their sports In the willow's tender shade ; And told them...
Page 72 - There's nothing so kingly as kindness And nothing so royal as truth. We get back our mete, as we measure. We cannot do wrong and feel right, Nor can we give pain, and gain pleasure, For justice avenges each slight. The air for the wing of the sparrow, The bush for the robin and wren, But always the path that is narrow And, straight for the children of men.
Page 72 - True worth is in being, not seeming; In doing, each day that goes by, Some little good not in the dreaming Of great things to do by and by. For whatever men say in blindness, And spite of the fancies of youth, There's nothing so kingly as kindness, And nothing so royal as truth.
Page 304 - Friend so good ! Thou one dream of my maidenhood, That gave youth all its charms What had I done, or what hadst thou, That, through this lonesome world till now, We walk with empty arms ? And yet had this poor soul been fed With all it loved and coveted, Had life been always fair Would these dear dreams that ne'er depart, That thrill with bliss my inmost heart, Forever tremble there ? If still they kept their earthly place, The friends I held in my embrace, And gave to death, alas...
Page 228 - she cries ; " my darling! " And the startled father hears, And comes and looks the way she looks, And fears the thing she fears : Till a glad shout from the bearers Thrills the stricken man and wife " Give thanks, for your son has saved our land, And God has saved his life!".
Page 226 - But where was the child delaying? On the homeward way was he, And across the dike while the sun was up An hour above the sea. He was stopping now to gather flowers, Now listening to the sound, As the angry waters dashed themselves Against their narrow bound. "Ah, well for us...
Page 225 - And now, with his face all glowing, And eyes as bright as the day With the thoughts of his pleasant errand, He trudged along the way ; And soon his joyous prattle Made glad a lonesome place Alas ! if only the blind old man Could have seen that happy face! Yet he somehow caught the brightness Which his voice and presence lent; And he felt the sunshine come and go As Peter came and went. And now, as the day was sinking...

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Ohio's Women Research List
Cary, Alice, The Last Poems of Alice and Phoebe Cary. Hurd and Houghton, 1873. Cary, Alice, Lyra, and Other Poems. Redfield, 1852. Cary, Alice, Poems. ...
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