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Page 218 - The cock is crowing, The stream is flowing, The small birds twitter, The lake doth glitter, The green field sleeps in the sun; The oldest and youngest Are at work with the strongest; The cattle are grazing, Their heads never raising; There are forty feeding like one! Like an army defeated The Snow hath retreated, And now doth fare ill On the top of the bare hill...
Page 105 - He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth...
Page 219 - And it's oh! dear! what can the matter be? Dear! dear! what can the matter be?
Page 136 - A wonderful thing is a seed, The one thing deathless forever; The one thing changeless, utterly true, Forever old and forever new, And fickle and faithless never.
Page 249 - On, the white Sea-gull, the wild Sea-gull, A joyful bird is he, As he lies like a cradled thing at rest In the arms of a sunny sea ! The little waves rock to and fro, And the white Gull lies asleep, As the fisher's bark, with breeze and tide, Goes merrily over the deep. The ship, with her fair sails set, goes by, And her people stand to note How the Sea-gull sits on the rocking waves, As if in an anchored boat.
Page 57 - He had come into the garden to gather flowers to stick in his coat when he went to church. He saw the boy, and, breaking off the most beautiful of his carnations, — it was streaked with red and white, — he gave it to him.
Page 90 - ... much more the effect of use and practice. I do not deny that natural disposition may often give the first rise to it; but that never carries a man far without use and exercise, and it is practice alone that brings the powers of the mind as well as those of the body to their perfection.
Page 173 - It is the ringing of an alarm-bell, whose melancholy sounds may reverberate through eternity. Like the sudden, sharp cry of " Fire " under our windows by night, it should rouse us to instantaneous action, and brace every muscle to its highest tension.
Page 57 - ... gave it to him. Neither the giver nor the receiver spoke a word, and, with bounding steps, the boy ran home. And now here, at a vast distance from that home, after so many events of so many years, the feeling of gratitude which agitated the breast of that boy expresses itself on paper. The carnation has long since withered ; but it now blooms afresh.