Katydid's Poems: With a Letter by Jno. Aug. Williams

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Courier-Journal Job Printing Company, 1887 - Katydids - 113 pages
 

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Page 101 - HAVE you ever thought of the weight of a word That falls in the heart like the song of a bird, That gladdens the springtime of memory and youth, And garlands with cedar the banner of truth, That moistens the harvesting spot of the brain, Like dewdrops that fall on a meadow of grain. Or that shrivels the germ and destroys the fruit And lies like a worm at the lifeless root ! I saw a...
Page 102 - Hell and its demons were beckoning her in; The tone of an urchin, like one who forgives, Drew her back, and in heaven that sweet word — lives. Words! words! They are little, yet mighty and brave; They rescue a nation, an empire save — They close up the gaps in a fresh bleeding heart That sickness and sorrow have severed apart. They fall on the path, like a ray of the sun, Where the shadows of death lie so heavy upon; They lighten the earth over our blessed dead. A word that will comfort, oh!...
Page 101 - ... lifeless root ! I saw a farmer at break of day Hoeing his corn in a careful way ; An enemy came with a drouth in his eye, Discouraged the worker, and hurried by. The keen-edged blade of the faithful hoe Dulled on the earth in the long corn row ; The weeds sprung up and their feathers tossed Over the field, and the crop was — lost. A sailor launched on an angry bay When the heavens entombed the face of the day ; The wind arose, like a beast in pain. And shook on the billows his yellow mane ;...
Page 101 - ... in his eye, Discouraged the worker and hurried by. The keen-edged blade of the faithful hoe Dulled on the earth in the long corn row ; The weeds sprung up and their feathers tossed Over the field, and the crop was — lost. A sailor launched on an angry bay When the heavens entombed the face of the day ; The wind arose, like a beast in pain, And shook on the billows his yellow mane ; The storm beat down as if cursed the cloud, And the waves held up a dripping shroud — But, hark ! o'er the waters...
Page 34 - On came the summer clad in white, With sunshine falling from her hair Upon her shoulders white a"nd bare, And pressing through the tangled grass, A daisy rose to watch her pass.
Page 34 - I looked — a sweet and childlike face, Reflected like a blooming vase, Was smiling from the water clear, With buttercups behind her ear. A flock of swallows hove in sight, On came...

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