The Youth's Sketch BookLilly, Wait, 1834 - 224 lappuses |
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127. lappuse - The birds wild carolled over head, The breeze around me blew, And nature's awful chorus said — No bliss for man she knew.
168. lappuse - Were early pluck'd for heaven. Oh yes ! on every side we see The impress of his hand ; — The air we breathe is full of Him, And the earth on which we stand. Yet heedless man regards it not, But life's uncertain day In idle hopes and vain regrets Thus madly wastes away. But in his own appointed time He will not be forgot ; — Oh ! in that hour of fearful strife, Great God, forget me not ! BY THE REV.
144. lappuse - ... without tearing. To the top of the upright stick of the cross is to be fixed a very sharp pointed wire, rising a foot or more above the wood. To the end of the twine, next the hand, is to be tied a silk ribbon, and where the silk and twine join, a key may be fastened. This kite is to be raised when a...
129. lappuse - tis where yon woods are waving, In their dark richness, to the summer air, Where yon blue stream, a thousand flower-banks laving, Leads down the...
103. lappuse - Where never gleam'd the red sun-light, Where foot of man ne'er trod, Down, down they go, and left and right The wall of waters stood. Full soon along that vale of fear. With cymbals, horns, and drums, With many a steed and many a spear, The maddening monarch comes. A moment — far as eye could sweep, The thronging myriads tread ; The next — the waste and silent deep, Was rolling o'er their head ! Axox. Printed at the Operative Jewish Converts' Institution, raleniiw I'lace, Eethnal Greea, NE VOL.
135. lappuse - What hath been my holiest treasure ? What were ye unto my eyes ? Love and peace, and hope and pleasure, Birds of Paradise. Spirits that we think to capture, By a false and childish scheme, Until tears dissolve our rapture, Darkness ends our dream. Thus are objects loved the dearest, Distant as the dazzling star ; And when we appear the nearest, Farthest off we are.
142. lappuse - ... the electric fluid more readily, than such as are terminated by flat surfaces 10. Lightning takes the readiest and best conductor ; so does the electrical fluid : lightning burns; so does electricity : "lightning sometimes destroys life ; animals have also been killed by electricity. 11. But what proves, in the clearest manner, the perfect similarity, or rather identity, of lightning and electricity, is, that the celebrated Dr. Franklin, astonishing as it may appear to you, actually contrived...
132. lappuse - Hush ! your step some note is giving ; Not a whisper — not a breath ! Watchful be as aught that's living, And be mute as death...
195. lappuse - Where the dirgelike tone of parting words Shall smite the soul no more ! And thou wilt see our holy dead, The lost on earth and main ; Into the sheaf of kindred hearts, Thou wilt be bound again ! Tell, then, our friend of boyhood, That yet his name is heard On the blue mountains, whence his youth Pass'd like a swift bright bird.
164. lappuse - Heaven ; — fhe flower that freely casts its wealth Of perfume on the gale ; The breeze that mourns the summer's close With melancholy wail ; The stream that cleaves the mountain's side, Or gurgles from the grot — All speak in their Creator's name, And say