Good Housekeeping Magazine, Том 4Hearst Corporation, 1886 |
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Стр. 95 - Yet with the woes of sin and strife The world has suffered long ; Beneath the angel-strain have rolled Two thousand years of wrong ; And man at war with man hears not The love-song which they bring ; Oh ! hush the noise, ye men of strife, And hear the angels sing...
Стр. 246 - Here we go round the mulberry bush The mulberry bush, the mulberry bush Here we go round the mulberry bush So early in the morning This is the way we wash our clothes Wash our clothes, wash our clothes This is the way we wash our clothes So early Monday morning...
Стр. 14 - Come to me, O ye children ! And whisper in my ear What the birds and the winds are singing In your sunny atmosphere. For what are all our contrivings, And the wisdom of our books, When compared with your caresses, And the gladness of your looks ? Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said ; For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead.
Стр. 95 - Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled; And still their heavenly music floats O'er all the weary world : Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on heavenly wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds The blessed angels sing.
Стр. 312 - And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day, The friends I seek are seeking me; No wind can drive my bark astray, Nor change the tide of destiny. What matter if I stand alone? I wait with joy the coming years; My heart shall reap where it has sown, And garner up its fruits of tears.
Стр. 138 - Because the daughters of Zion are haughty, and walk with stretched forth necks and wanton eyes, walking and mincing as they go, and making a tinkling with their feet...
Стр. 260 - There is no death! The leaves may fall, The flowers may fade and pass away— They only wait, through wintry hours, The coming of the May. There is no death! An angel form Walks o'er the earth with silent tread; He bears our best loved things away, And then we call them "dead.
Стр. 260 - There is no death! The Stars go down To rise upon some fairer shore; And bright in Heaven's jeweled crown They shine forevermore.
Стр. 143 - In the blood which heroes gave it; And its foes now scorn and brave it; Furl it, hide it— let it rest! Take that Banner down! 'tis tattered; Broken is its staff and shattered; And the valiant hosts are scattered Over whom it floated high. Oh! 'tis hard for us to fold it; Hard to think there's none to hold it; Hard that those who once unrolled it Now must furl it with a sigh.
Стр. 191 - I walk down the Valley of Silence — Down the dim voiceless Valley — alone! And I hear not the fall of a footstep Around me, save God's and my own; And the hush of my heart is as holy As hovers where angels have flown!