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Page 165 - Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own ; Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind, And, even with something of a Mother's mind, And no unworthy aim, The homely Nurse doth all she can To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years...
Page 154 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Page 94 - What was so fugitive! The thought of our past years in me doth breed Perpetual benediction: not indeed For that which is most worthy to be blest; Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast...
Page 42 - Hey, my kitten, hey, my kitten, And hey, my kitten, my deary ! Such a sweet pet as this Was neither far nor neary. Here we go up, up, up, And here we go down, down, down, And here we go backwards and forwards, And here we go round, round, roundy.
Page 208 - ... immortality broods like the day; it is so simple and yet so complicated; it sees so much and so little; it loves so many toys and cares for so few necessities; its youth is so young, its age so old, and its youthful yearning for old thought is so disconcerting, like the mysterious senility of the baby that: — Deaf and silent, reads the eternal deep, Haunted forever by the eternal mind.
Page 214 - Serene will be our days ; and bright And happy will our nature be, When love is an unerring light And joy its own security. And they a blissful course may hold Even now, who, not unwisely bold Live in the spirit of this creed ; Yet seek thy firm support, according to their need.