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amid ANDREW JACKSON angel ART THOU BATTLE-FIELD beauty beneath bird blest bloom BONAVENTURE bosom breast breath breeze bright brow BURNING HEART cast charm CHATTAHOOCHEE RIVER clouds dark dead dear dearest deep desert dogwood tree dream earth flame flow flowers forest fount gaze Georgia hearth gloom glow granite grief gush Habersham County Haroun Alraschid heart delight heaven HELOISE hills of Georgia hope human joys kindling light lone morn mountains murmuring muscadine never night peace pinion pole to pole prayer race red old hills rill roar roll Savannah shade shadows sigh silent simoom skies sleep slumbers smile soft solemn solitude song soul spirit spring stars storm stream strife sweet TALLULAH tears tempest Terrora thee thine thou art gone thy gentle thy voice thy waters TOCCOA tone tread trembling turbid wave ween Whip-poor-will wild wing woods zephyrs
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Page 46 - Upon your washed and naked hills, " My own, my native land ! " The red old hills of Georgia I never can forget ; Amid life's joys and sorrows, My heart is on them yet ; — And when my course is ended, When life her web has wove, Oh ! may I then, beneath those hills, Lie close to them I love ! MY WIFE AND CHILD.
Page 44 - ... The red old hills of Georgia! So bald, and bare, and bleak — Their memory fills my spirit With thoughts I cannot speak. They have no robe of verdure, Stript naked to the blast ; And yet, of all the varied earth, I love them best at last.
Page 157 - The live-oak long hath stoodWith his stately air, that grave old tree, He stands like a hooded monk, With the gray moss waving solemnly From his shaggy limbs and trunk.
Page 16 - More closely round the falling tree — Oh! Father! then for her and thee Gushed madly forth the scorching tears ; And oft, and long, and bitterly, Those tears have gushed in later years ; For as the world grows cold around, And things take on their real hue, Tis sad to learn that love is found Alone above the stars with you...
Page 48 - Oh, guard the tender sleeper's rest ! And hover gently, hover near To her whose watchful eye is wet, — To mother, wife — the doubly dear, \ In whose young heart have freshly met Two streams of love so deep and clear, And cheer her drooping spirits yet.
Page 45 - Within their breast of clay. I love them for the bounty Which cheers the social hearth ; I love them for their rosy girls, The fairest on the earth. The red old hills of Georgia...
Page 16 - Thy book — the penciled passage where Thine eye had rested last of all — The tree beneath whose friendly shade Thy trembling feet had wandered forth — The very prints those feet had made When last they feebly trod the earth ; — And thought, while countless ages fled, Thy vacant seat would vacant stand — Unworn thy hat — thy book unread...
Page 48 - O darling one, Whose love my early life hath blest— Of thee and him — our baby son — Who slumbers on thy gentle breast. God of the tender, frail and lone, Oh, guard the tender sleeper's rest.
Page 229 - Indians more appositely called it, is a small stream, which rushes through a chasm in the Blue Ridge, rending it for several miles. The ravine is 1,000 feet in depth, and of a similar width. Its walls are gigantic cliffs of dark granite. The heavy masses piled upon each other in the wildest confusion, sometimes shoot out, overhanging the yawning gulf, and threatening to break from their seemingly frail tenure, and hurl themselves headlong into its 'dark depths. Along the rocky and uneven bed of this...
Page 15 - As die the embers on the hearth, And o'er the floor the shadows fall, And creeps the chirping cricket forth, And ticks the death-watch in the wall, I see a form in yonder chair That grows beneath the< waning light; There are the wan, sad features — there The pallid brow and locks of white. My father ! when they laid thee down And heaped the clay upon thy breast, And left thee sleeping all alone Upon thy narrow couch of rest, I know not why I could not weep, The soothing drops refused to roll, And...