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Стр. 6 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Стр. 5 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear ; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year ? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet From birds among the bowers.
Стр. 58 - She guides the young with innocence, In pleasure's path to tread : A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head. According as her labours rise, So her rewards increase ; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace.
Стр. 31 - The green-wood path to meet her brother : They sought him east, they sought him west, They sought him all the forest thorough ; They only saw the cloud of night, They only heard the roar of Yarrow...
Стр. 53 - Who through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led. 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race.
Стр. 64 - Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye : Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame.
Стр. 65 - Our fellow-sufferer yet retains A fellow-feeling of our pains ; And still remembers in the skies His tears, His agonies, and cries.
Стр. 62 - Let earth his praise resound : Ye who upon the ocean dwell, And fill the isles around.
Стр. 57 - In early years Thou wast my guide, And of my youth the friend ; And as my days began with Thee, With Thee my days shall end.