State Papers Addresses and Poems of Ex-Governor Moody Currier

State Papers Addresses and Poems of Ex-Governor Moody Currier

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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. 1899 edition. Excerpt: ...not the sweets of home; Which was in my bosom heaving, --'T was the thoughts of thee alone. Could I leave thee, vainly striving To conceal what sighs might tell? Not without the keenest anguish, Could I utter, "Fare thee well." LONELY MUSINGS. I love to sit on the rugged cliff, Where the wild briers, clustering, spring; Where naught but the reptile finds its home, And the eagle spreads its wing. I love to gaze on. the world below. Where the forests wave and the waters flow, Where the song of birds and the voice of men Arise from the field, the wood, and the glen. I love-to sit on the mountain top, Where the sky is clear and bright, And the stars pour down from their distant orbs Their silvery beams of light. I love to gaze on the boundless scene, And nurse in my mind the pleasing dream, That those radiant spheres with life abound, And joy and love and beauty are found. I love to sit in the lonely vale, Where the shade hangs thick and dark; Where the catbird builds and the owlet screams, And the whelps of the wild fox bark. I love to sit in a lonely spot, Where the mind can roam in the world of thought--Within and without in beauty are joined The world of matter and the world of mind. TELL HIM I'LL WAKE AGAIN. A fair young female had just closed her eyes in her last repose. For many hours the spirit had been trembling within the expiring frame, like the blaze of a spent taper; for filial love, longing after the farewell of an absent father, still held it by strong ties. "Should you sleep when your father arrives, what shall I say to him;'' a friend inquired significantly. The dying girl unclosed her fading eyes, and said with a gentle smile, " Tell him I'll make again." She slumbered, and woke no more. Tell him I'll...show more

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  • Paperback | 34 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 82g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236781961
  • 9781236781963