The Life and Works of Anna Laetitia Barbauld, Volume 2

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J. R. Osgood and Company, 1874
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Page 126 - I know not what thou art, But know that thou and I must part ; And when, or how, or where we met I own to me 'sa secret yet.
Page 151 - So fades a summer cloud away; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day; So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 154 - Although the fig tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labour of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no meat ; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls : Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
Page 70 - Sits like an exiled monarch : fearless thence I launch into the trackless deeps of space, Where, burning round, ten thousand suns appear, Of elder beam, which ask no leave to shine Of our terrestrial star, nor borrow light From the proud regent of our scanty day ; Sons of the morning, first-born of creation, And only less than Him who marks their track And guides their fiery wheels.
Page 156 - AGAIN the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray; Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day.
Page 69 - And woos him to be wise ? nor woos in vain : This dead of midnight is the noon of thought, And Wisdom mounts her zenith with the stars. At this still hour the self-collected soul Turns inward, and beholds a stranger there Of high descent, and more than mortal rank ; An embryo God ; a spark of fire divine, Which must burn on for ages, when the sun, — Fair transitory creature of a day ! — Has closed his golden eye, and wrapt in shades Forgets his wonted journey through the east.
Page 290 - Still green with bays each ancient altar stands Above the reach of sacrilegious hands, Secure from flames, from Envy's fiercer rage, Destructive war, and all-involving Age. See from each clime the learn'd their incense bring ! Hear in all tongues consenting paeans ring!
Page 127 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Page 155 - Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days ! Bounteous source of every joy, Let Thy praise our tongues employ. For the blessings of the field, For the stores the gardens...
Page 156 - Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear From its stem the ripening ear ; Should the fig-tree's blasted shoot Drop her green untimely fruit...

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