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The Snow-Drop: A New Year's Gift for Children Frances Sargent Locke Osgood,Cairns Collection of American Women Wri No preview available - 2015 |
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ANGEL-PLAYMATE beaming beauty bloom blossom blue bower breath bright bright eyes bring thee buttercup Cairns cheek cherub Childhood's cloud Cowslip CRICKET cried I bear Crocus curl Daisy dear delight diamond spray divine Ellen eyes Fair child fairy Fancy flew flower to-day found a flower frolic Gabrielle gaily glee glisten glow grace hear Heaven heavenly HIRAM FULLER home to yonder hours of yore jewel pure laugh light boat leaps Lily little girl little maid look lute lyre Mama melody murmurs neath pearl pearly oar pinions play playmate pleasant rainbow replied roguish Rose ROSEBUD sail swells free sea The light shallop shed sigh sing Snow-drop soft softly sorrow soul spirit sprite star sunbeam sunny sweet talisman tears tell tempests tender thine thing thou tone treasure trembled violet voice wealth ween whispered wild winglets wings wondrous yonder skies zephyr
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Page 49 - APPROACH not the altar With gloom in thy soul ; Nor let thy feet falter, From terror's control ! God loves not the sadness Of fear and mistrust ; Oh serve him with gladness — The Gentle, the Just ! 2 His bounty is tender, His being is love, His smile fills with splendor, The blue arch above.
Page 52 - MY darling child ! beside my knee She lingers, pleading low For "just one more sweet fairy tale, And then I'll let you go."' "So listen, dear, and I will tell How once to man was given An instrument so heavenly sweet 'Twas thought it came from Heaven. "So daintily its strings were wrought, So exquisitely fine, A breath from Him who made, could break The talisman divine. " So prompt, too, with its eloquent tones, This rare device they say, That, without touch of human hands, A wish could bid it play!...
Page 55 - Her eyes in innocent wonder raised, As gravely still I spoke; The child into my face had gazed, But now the pause she broke : — " Oh ! were it mine, that wondrous toy, That but a wish could wake! Mamma, 't would be my pride, my joy, Soft melody to make!
Page 83 - 11 call you coquettish, if still you delay !" Then a still, small voice, in the heart of the flower, It was Instinct, whispered her, " Do not go ! You had better be quiet, and wait your hour ; It is n't too late, even yet, for snow !" But the little field-blossom was foolish and vain, And she said to herself,
Page 21 - Be ours the gem ! and safely launch'd Upon a summer sea, Where never cloud may frown in heaven, Thy pinnace light shall be !" But still she smiled a fearless smile, And raised her trusting eyes, And cried — " I bear my talisman Home, home to yonder skies !" And safe through all that blinding storm The true bark floated on, And soft its pearl-illumined prow Through all the tumult shone ! An angel, guided through the clouds By that most precious light, Flew down the fairy helm to take, And steer...
Page 54 - But oh! when soft Forgiveness came, And o'er the discord sigh'd, — How like an angel's lute of love That fairy lyre replied! " A fearful power the gift possess'd, A power for good or ill; — Each passion of the human breast Could sweep the strings at will. "And it could melt to softest tears, Or madden into crime, The hearts that heard its thrilling strains, Wild, plaintive, or sublime. "The oath within the murderer's heart, Fair childhood's sinless prayer, Hope's eager sigh, Affection's vow,...
Page 18 - ... with costly lure, To bribe her maiden heart to shame, And win her jewel pure. They swarm'd around the fragile boat, They brought her diamonds rare, To glisten on her graceful throat, And bind her flowing hair ! They brought her gold from Afric-land, And from the sea-king's throne They pilfer'd gems, to grace her hand And clasp her virgin zone. But still she shook the silken curl Back from her beaming eyes, And cried—" I bear my spotless pearl Home, home to yonder skies ! =© " Now shame ye...
Page 44 - A softer, lovelier smile I trace ; A treasure, as the sunshine bright,— A glow of love and wild delight! Then pine no more for Nature's toy— You've found at least the flower of joy. Yes ! in a heart so young and gay And kind as yours, 'tis always May! For gentle feelings, love, are flowers That bloom through life's most clouded hours.
Page 15 - ONCE in the olden time there dwelt Beside the sounding sea, A little maid — her garb was coarse, Her spirit pure and free. Her parents were an humble twain, And poor as poor could be; Yet gayly sang the guileless child, Beside the sounding sea. The hut was bare, and scant the fare, And hard her little bed; But she was rich! A single gem Its beauty round her shed. She walk'd in light!