Doings at the First National Gathering of Thurstons at Newburyport, Mass. June 24, 25, 1885Brown Thurston Books on Demand, 1885 - 75 pàgines |
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Pàgina 14 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame. Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear: — They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer.
Pàgina 46 - Then kneeling down to Heaven's Eternal King, The saint, the father, and the husband prays: Hope "springs exulting on triumphant wing," That thus they all shall meet in future days: There ever bask in uncreated rays, No more to sigh, or shed the bitter tear, Together hymning their Creator's praise, In such society, yet still more dear; While circling time moves round in an eternal sphere.
Pàgina 27 - AULD LANG SYNE. SHOULD auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min' ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And days o' lang syne ? For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o kindness yet, For auld lang syne.
Pàgina 14 - The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore.
Pàgina 14 - Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea, And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free. The ocean eagle soared From his nest by the white waves' foam, And the rocking pines of the forest roared — This was their welcome home.
Pàgina 23 - There is a stern round tower of other days, (') Firm as a fortress, with its fence of stone, Such as an army's baffled strength delays, Standing with half its battlements alone, And with two thousand years of ivy grown, The garland of eternity, where wave The green leaves over all by time o'erthrown ; — What was this tower of strength? within its cave What treasure lay so lock'd, so hid ? — A woman's grave.
Pàgina 48 - How blest the sacred tie that binds In union sweet according minds ! How swift the heavenly course they run, Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one!
Pàgina 34 - Who, Lord of heaven, scorns not to dwell With saints in their obscurest cell. 3 To Thee may each united house, Morning and night, present its vows; Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught Thy precepts and Thy grace.
Pàgina 47 - Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God Came with those exiles o'er the waves ; And where their pilgrim feet have trod, The God they trusted guards their graves. 4 And here Thy name, O God of love, Their children's children shall adore, Till these eternal hills remove, And spring adorns the earth no more.
Pàgina 46 - The sire turns o'er wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare ; Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care; And "Let us worship God!