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Page 67 - And never wore a pair of boots For thirty years or more. But good old Grimes is now at rest, Nor fears misfortune's frown ; He wore a double-breasted vest — The stripes ran up and down. He modest merit sought to find, And pay it its desert ; He had no malice in his mind, No ruffles on his shirt. His neighbors he did not abuse, Was sociable and gay ; He wore large buckles on his shoes, And changed them every day. His knowledge, hid from public gaze, He did not bring to view, Nor make a noise town-meeting...
Page 66 - OLD GRIMES. Old Grimes is dead ; that good old man We never shall see more ; He used to wear a long black coat, All buttoned down before. His heart was open as the day, His feelings all were true ; His hair was some inclined to gray, He wore it in a queue.
Page 13 - And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties; Oh, spare that aged oak Now towering to the skies! When but an idle boy, I sought its grateful shade; In all their gushing joy Here, too, my sisters played. My mother kissed me here; My father pressed my hand — Forgive this foolish tear, But let that old oak stand. My heart-strings round thee cling, Close as thy bark, old friend! Here shall the wild-bird sing, And still thy branches bend. Old tree! the storm...
Page 66 - Kind words he ever had for all ; He knew no base design: His eyes were dark and rather small, His nose was aquiline. He lived at peace with all mankind, In friendship he was true : His coat had pocket-holes behind, His pantaloons were blue.
Page 67 - ... And pay it its desert ; He had no malice in his mind, No ruffles on his shirt. His neighbors he did not abuse, — Was sociable and gay ; He wore large buckles on his shoes, And changed them every day. His knowledge, hid from public gaze, He did not bring to view, Nor make a noise, town-meeting days, As many people do. His worldly goods he never threw In trust to fortune's chances, But lived (as all his brothers do) In easy circumstances. Thus undisturbed by anxious cares His peaceful moments...
Page 13 - WOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough; In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand. Thy axe shall harm it not! That old familiar tree. Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hew it down? Woodman, forbear thy stroke! Cut not its earth-bound ties; Oh, spare that aged oak, Now towering to the skies. When but...
Page 13 - Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand, Thy axe shall harm it not ! That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea, And wouldst thou hew it down ? Woodman, forbear thy stroke!
Page 11 - Slowly and sadly they climb the distant mountains, and read their doom in the setting sun. They are shrinking before the mighty tide which is pressing them away; they must soon hear the roar of the last wave, which will settle over them forever.
Page 13 - THE fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean ; The winds of heaven mix forever, With a sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single ; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle: — Why not I with thine?
Page 12 - The lark is up to meet the sun, The bee is on the wing, The ant her labor has begun, The woods with music ring.