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Page 107 - Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands. They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed: But thou art the same, and thy years shall have no end.
Page 214 - I pray you, what is the nest to me, My empty nest ? And what is the shore where I stood to see My boat sail down to the west ? Can I call that home where I anchor yet, Though my good man has sailed ? Can I call that home where my nest was set, Now all its hope hath failed? Nay, but the port where my sailor went, And the land where my nestlings be : There is the home where my thoughts are sent, The only home for me — Ah me ! A COTTAGE IN A CHESTE.
Page 9 - Hey the green ribbon ! we kneeled beside it, We parted the grasses dewy and sheen ; Drop over drop there filtered and slided, A tiny bright beck that trickled between. Tinkle, tinkle, sweetly it sung to us, Light was our talk as of faery bells ; Faery wedding-bells faintly rung to us Down in their fortunate parallels.
Page 201 - ' seven times " over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter ; My birthday lessons are done ; The lambs play always, they know no better ; They are only one times one.
Page 180 - Then some looked uppe into the sky, And all along where Lindis flows To where the goodly vessels lie, And where the lordly steeple shows. They sayde, " And why should this thing be? What danger lowers by land or sea ? They ring the tune of Enderby ! " For evil news from Mablethorpe, Of...
Page 10 - A breathing sigh, a sigh for answer, A little talking of outward things : The careless beck is a merry dancer, Keeping sweet time to the air she sings. A little pain when the beck grows wider ; " Cross to me now — for her wavelets swell : " " I may not cross " — and the voice beside her Faintly reacheth, though heeded well.
Page 202 - They are only one times one. 0 moon! in the night I have seen you sailing And shining so round and low; You were bright ! ah bright ! but your light is failing — You are nothing now but a bow. You moon, have you done something wrong in heaven That God has hidden your face? 1 hope if you have, you will soon be forgiven, And shine again in your place.
Page 210 - SEVEN TIMES SIX. GIVING IN MARRIAGETo bear, to nurse, to rear, To watch, and then to lose : To see my bright ones disappear, Drawn up like morning dews — To bear, to nurse, to rear, To watch, and then to lose : This have I done when God drew near Among his own to choose. To hear, to heed, to wed. And with thy lord depart In tears that he, as soon as shed, "Will let no longer smart. — To hear, to heed, to wed, This while thou didst I smiled, For now it was not God who said.
Page 178 - Ply all your changes, all your swells, Play uppe ' The Brides of Enderby.' " Men say it was a stolen tyde— The Lord that sent it, He knows all; But in myne ears doth still abide The message that the bells let fall: And there was nought of strange, beside The flights of mews and peewits pied By millions crouched on the old sea wall.