"PRAISE God from whom all blessings flow."
Praise Him who sendeth joy and woe.
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"And we shall be changed.""And we shall be changed."
Ye dainty mosses, lichens grey,
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THERE was a house, a house of clay,
Wherein the inmate sat all day,
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"She loves with love that cannot tire:
And if, ah, woe! she loves alone,
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Children, that lay their pretty garlands by
So piteously, yet with a humble mind;
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/The Temple in Darkness/
Darkness broods upon the temple,
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O the green things growing, the green things growing,
The faint sweet smell of the green things growing!
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Stars trembling o'er us and sunset before us,
Mountains in shadow and forests asleep;
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Look at me with thy large brown eyes,
Philip, my king!
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"Emelie, that fayrer was to seene Than is the lilye on hys stalke grene.....
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"O HEART, my heart!" she said, and heard His mate the blackbird calling,
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(FERGUS'S SEAT.) A mountain in the Island of Arran, the summit of which resembles a gigantic
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A CHILD'S smile--nothing more; Quiet, and soft, and grave, and seldom seen;
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A Cynic's Song. SOME men strut proudly, all purple and gold,
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A FRIEND stands at the door; In either tight-closed hand
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A GIRL, who has so many wilful ways She would have caused Job's patience to forsake him;
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A LITTLE bird flew my window by, 'Twixt the level street and the level sky,
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A MEDITATION FOR ALL. SO, Christmas is here again!--
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A WIND-SWEPT tulip-bed--a colored cloud Of butterflies careering in the air--
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After War-time. O LIFE, dear life, with sunbeam finger touching
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AH me, how heavily the night comes down, Heavily, heavily:
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AH, little Grace of the golden locks, The hills rise fair on the shores of Clyde.
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ALICE, Alice, little Alice, My new-christened baby Alice,
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ALL shimmering in the morning shine And diamonded with dew,
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ALONG the shore, along the shore I see the wavelets meeting:
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An Old Man’s Confession SHE has a large still heart--this lady of mine,
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At the Midsummer, when the hay was down, Said I mournful - Though my life be in its prime,
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AUTUMN to winter, winter into spring, Spring into summer, summer into fall,--
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AY, in thy face, old fellow! Now's the time. The Black Sea wind flaps my tent-roof, nor wakes
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