Mollie darling, Volume 3 |
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Page 210 - 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.
Page 78 - Women know The way to rear up children (to be just) ; They know a simple, merry, tender knack Of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, And stringing pretty words that make no sense, And kissing full sense into empty words ; Which things are corals to cut life upon, Although such trifles...
Page 229 - Ah ! what would the world be to us If the children were no more ? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before.
Page 287 - It will live. No eyes may see it; In my soul it will lie deep, Hidden from all; but I shall feel it Often stirring in its sleep. So remember, that the friendship Which you now think poor and vain, Will endure in hope and patience, Till you ask for it again. Perhaps in some long twilight hour, Like those we have known of old, When past shadows gather round you, And your present friends grow cold, You may stretch your hands out towards me,* Ah! you will — I know not when — I shall nurse my love...
Page 182 - Of every hearer ; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lacked and lost, Why, then we rack the value ; then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Page 161 - Voices of the Past, Links of a broken chain, Wings that can bear me back to Times Which cannot come again; — Yet God forbid that I should lose The echoes that remain ! THE DARK SIDE.
Page 272 - For death bids every clenching joint adhere : All faint, to Heaven he throws his dying eyes, And, ' Oh protect my wife and child ! ' he cries — The gushing streams roll back the unfinished sound, He gasps ! and sinks amid the vast profound.
Page 210 - THE old house by the lindens Stood silent in the shade, And on the gravelled pathway The light and shadow played. I saw the nursery windows Wide open to the air ; But the faces of the children, They were no longer there. The large Newfoundland house-dog Was standing by the door ; He looked for his little playmates, Who would return no more. They walked not under the lindens, They played not in the hall ; But shadow, and silence, and sadness Were hanging over all. The birds sang in the branches, With...
Page 4 - Hues of their own, fresh borrow'd from the heart. And well it is for us our God should feel Alone our secret throbbings ; so our prayer May readier spring to Heaven, nor spend its zeal On cloud-born idols of this lower air. For if one heart in perfect sympathy Beat with another, answering love for love, Weak mortals, all entranc'd, on earth would lie, Nor listen for those purer strains above.
Page 301 - Dim grow its fancies, Forgotten they lie ; Like coals in the ashes, They darken and die. Song sinks into silence, The story is told, The windows are darkened, The hearthstone is cold.