A Selection of Poetry for the Use of Schools, Compiled by W. Osborn

A Selection of Poetry for the Use of Schools, Compiled by W. Osborn

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1871 edition. Excerpt: ...thy curious voice to hear, And imitates thy lay. Soon as the pea puts on the bloom. Thou fly'st the vocal vale, An annual guest in other lands, Another spring to hail. Sweet bird! thy bower is ever green. Thy sky is ever clear, Thou hast no sorrow in thy song. No winter in thy year. O could I fly, I'd fly with thee, We'd make with social wing, Our annual visit o'er the globe, Companions of the spring. Logan. LABOUR. Pause not to dream of the future before us; Pause not to weep the wild cares, that come o'er us; Hark! how creations' deep musical chorus Unintermitting goes up into heaven! Never the ocean wave falters in flowing, Never the little seed stops in its growing, More and more richly the rose-heart keeps glowing, Till from its nourishing stem it is riven. ' Labour is worship!" the robin is singing, "Labour is worship!" the wild bee is ringing; Listen! that eloquent whisper upspringing Speaks to the soul from out Nature's heart. From the dark cloud comes the life giving shower, From the rough sod springs the soft breathing flower, From the small insect the rich coral bower, Only man, in the plan, ever shrinks from his part! Labour is life!--'tis the still water faileth; Idleness ever despaireth, bewaileth; Keep the watch wound, for the dark rust assaileth: Flowers droop and die in the stillness of noon. Labour is glory! the flying cloud lightens, Only the waving wind changes and brightens, Idle hearts ever the dark future frightens, Play the sweet keys--would'st thou keep them in tune. Labour is rest from the sorrows, that greet us, Rest from all petty vexations, that meet us, Rest from sin promptings, that ever entreat us, Rest from world-sirens, that lure us to ill. Work! and pure slumber shall wait on thy pillow, ...
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  • Paperback | 34 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 82g
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236797752
  • 9781236797759