Arbor Day Manual: An Aid in Preparing Programs for Arbor Day Exercises. Containing Choice Selections on Trees, Forests, Flowers, and Kindred Subjects; Arbor Day Musice, Specimen Programs, EtcAlbany, Weed, Parsons, 1890 - 456 páginas |
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... voice . Hail , the poor Muses ' richest manor - seat ! Ye country houses and retreat , Which all the happy gods so love , That for you oft they quit their bright and great Metropolis above . ' Tis beautiful to see a forest stand , Brave ...
... voice . Hail , the poor Muses ' richest manor - seat ! Ye country houses and retreat , Which all the happy gods so love , That for you oft they quit their bright and great Metropolis above . ' Tis beautiful to see a forest stand , Brave ...
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... voices , more than human , through the void , Deep - sounding , seize the enthusiastic ear . JOHN NEAL . THOMSON . Autumn . We bring daisies , little starry daisies , The angels have planted to remind us of the sky , When the stars have ...
... voices , more than human , through the void , Deep - sounding , seize the enthusiastic ear . JOHN NEAL . THOMSON . Autumn . We bring daisies , little starry daisies , The angels have planted to remind us of the sky , When the stars have ...
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... voices of the great world flow . So nested all my early years Among the trees . The wood enspheres My first , my fairest memories . And deep as life in Druid trees , Lie hidden founts of tears and love , That answer to the hymn above ...
... voices of the great world flow . So nested all my early years Among the trees . The wood enspheres My first , my fairest memories . And deep as life in Druid trees , Lie hidden founts of tears and love , That answer to the hymn above ...
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... VOICES . WHEN I was in the wood to - day WHE The golden leaves were falling round me , And I thought I heard soft voices say ... voice I heard so sadly calling ; They were the spirits of the trees Lamenting for the bright leaves falling ...
... VOICES . WHEN I was in the wood to - day WHE The golden leaves were falling round me , And I thought I heard soft voices say ... voice I heard so sadly calling ; They were the spirits of the trees Lamenting for the bright leaves falling ...
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... voice we raise Hearty notes of grateful praise . To our loving mother earth , To her kindness and her worth , She ... voices ring ! Loud our shouts of joy we raise As we chant thy worthy praise ! God has given mother earth Children fair ...
... voice we raise Hearty notes of grateful praise . To our loving mother earth , To her kindness and her worth , She ... voices ring ! Loud our shouts of joy we raise As we chant thy worthy praise ! God has given mother earth Children fair ...
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Página 161 - And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays : Whether we look, or whether we listen, We hear life murmur, or see it glisten ; Every clod feels a stir of might, An instinct within it that reaches and towers, And, groping blindly above it for light, Climbs to a soul in grass and flowers...
Página 50 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Página 79 - Step and prop-iron, bolt and screw, Spring, tire, axle, and linchpin too, Steel of the finest, bright and blue; Thoroughbrace bison-skin, thick and wide; Boot, top, dasher, from tough old hide Found in the pit when the tanner died. That was the way he "put her through.
Página 283 - IN May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool, Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the redbird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.
Página 161 - How the sap creeps up and the blossoms swell, We may shut our eyes, but we cannot help knowing That skies are clear and grass is growing. The breeze comes whispering in our ear That dandelions are blossoming near. That maize has sprouted, that streams are flowing. That the river is bluer than the sky, That the robin is plastering his house hard by...
Página 37 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,— the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Página 67 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea ; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Página 30 - Now the bright morning star, Day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose.
Página 79 - Now in building of chaises, I tell you what, There is always somewhere a weakest spot, In hub, tire, felloe, in spring or thill, In panel, or crossbar, or floor , or sill, In screw, bolt, thoroughbrace, — lurking still, Find it somewhere you must and will, Above or below, or within or without, And that's the reason, beyond a doubt, A chaise breaks down but doesn't wear out. But the Deacon swore (as Deacons do, With an "I dew vum...
Página 61 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace, Upspringing day and night, — Springing in valleys green and low And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness, Where no man passes by ! Our outward life requires them not, — Then wherefore had they birth ? To minister delight to man, To beautify the earth ; To comfort man, to whisper hope Whene'er his faith is dim ; For whoso careth for the flowers Will much more care for him.