Gems of Poetry for Those We Love

Gems of Poetry for Those We Love

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ...a glorious Home. Not such is the Christian: --devoted, believing, Through storm and through sunshine his trust shall abide: The way that he wends may be dark or deceiving, But heaven is his shrine.and the Lord ishis Guide; 130 A Mother's Love. And when death's warning angel around him shall hover, He dreads not the mandate that hids him to come; It tells that his toils and temptations are over--'Tis the voice of his Father: it calls to his Home. Anok. Hast thou sounded the depth of yonder sea, And counted the sands that under it be? Hast thou measured the height of heaven above? Then may'st thou mete out a mother's love. Hast thou talk'd with the blessed, of leading on To the throne of God some wandering son? Hast thou witness'd the angels' bright employ r Then may'st thou speak of a mother's joy. Evening and morn hast thou watch'd the bee Go forth on her errands of industry? The bee for herself hath gather'd and toil'd, But the mother's cares are all for her child. Hast thou gone with the traveller Thought afar. From pole to pole, and from star to star? Thou hast--but on ocean, earth, or sea, The heart of a mother has gone with thee. The Mother's Grief. 131 There is not a grand, inspiring thought, There is not a truth by wisdom taught, There is not a feeling pure and high, That may not be read in a mother's eye. And ever since earth began that look Has been to the wise an open book, To win them back from the love they prize, To the holier love that edifies. There are teachings on earth, and sky, and air, The heavens the glory of God declare! But more loud than the voice beneath, above, He is heard to speak through a mother's love. Emily Taylor. To mark the sufferings of the babe That cannot speak its woe; To see the infant tears gush forth, more

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  • Paperback | 48 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 3mm | 104g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236490541
  • 9781236490544