Woodcroft and Its Elder DaughtersJ.F. Shaw, 1860 - 304 sider |
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Side 133 - The silent majesty of these deep woods, Its presence shall uplift thy thoughts from earth, As to the sunshine and the pure, bright air Their tops the green trees lift. Hence gifted bards Have ever loved the calm and quiet shades. For them there was an eloquent voice in all The sylvan pomp of woods, the golden sun, The flowers, the leaves, the river on its way, Blue skies, and silver clouds, and gentle winds...
Side 168 - A man that looks on glass, On it may stay his eye ; Or if he pleaseth, through it pass, And then the heaven espy. All may of Thee partake : Nothing can be so mean, Which with this tincture (for Thy sake) Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine : Who sweeps a room, as for Thy laws, Makes that and th
Side 168 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee...
Side 109 - The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while their companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night. Standing on what too long we bore With shoulders bent and downcast eyes, We may discern — unseen before — A path to higher destinies, Nor deem the irrevocable Past As wholly wasted, wholly vain, If, rising on its wrecks, at last To something nobler we attain.
Side 172 - Wherever in the world I am, In whatsoe'er estate, I have a fellowship with hearts, To keep and cultivate ; And a work of lowly love to do For the Lord on whom I wait.
Side 130 - And nearer to the river's trembling edge There grew broad flag-flowers, purple prankt with white ; And starry river buds among the sedge ; And floating water-lilies, broad and bright, Which lit the oak that overhung the hedge With moonlight beams of their own watery light; And bulrushes, and reeds of such deep green As soothed the dazzled eye with sober sheen.
Side 130 - When the low wind, its playmate's voice, it hears. And in the warm hedge grew lush eglantine, Green cow-bind and the moonlight-coloured May, And cherry blossoms, and white cups, whose wine Was the bright dew yet drained not by the day; And wild roses, and ivy serpentine, With its dark buds and leaves, wandering astray; And flowers azure, black, and streaked with gold, Fairer than any wakened eyes behold.
Side 164 - And say to Archippus, Take heed to the ministry which thou hast received in the Lord, that thou fulfil it.
Side 35 - By the way, The works of women are symbolical. We sew, sew, prick our fingers, dull our sight, Producing what ? A pair of slippers, sir, To put on when you're weary— -or a stool To stumble over and vex you ..." curse that stool ! " Or else at best, a cushion, where you lean And sleep, and dream of something we are not But would be for your sake. Alas, alas ! This hurts most, this — that, after all, we are paid The worth of our work, perhaps.