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Halaman 75 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Halaman 26 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne! Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne ? And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp, And surely I'll be mine, And we'll tak a cup o...
Halaman 422 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view! The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wild-wood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew!
Halaman 84 - ... commotion, — And I thought that the light-house looked lovely as hope, That star of life's tremulous ocean. The time is long past, and the scene is afar, Yet when my head rests on its pillow, Will memory sometimes rekindle the star That blazed on the breast of the billow. In life's closing hour, when the trembling soul flies, And death stills the heart's last emotion, O, then may the seraph of mercy arise, Like a star on eternity's ocean ! ANON.
Halaman 423 - I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair? I've treasured it long as a sainted prize ; I've bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it with sighs 'Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart ; Not a tie will break, not a link will start. Would ye learn the spell ? — a mother sat there ; And a sacred thing is that old Arm-chair.
Halaman 76 - My native country! thee, Land of the noble free, Thy name I love; I love thy rocks and rills, Thy woods and templed hills; My heart with rapture thrills, .Like that above.
Halaman 49 - Those healthful sports that graced the peaceful scene, Lived in each look, and brightened all the green,— These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more.
Halaman 27 - Time's hand hath swept away; And voices that once joined with ours, In days of auld lang syne, Are silent now, and blend no more In songs of auld lang syne. But when we cross the sea of life, And reach the heavenly shore, We'll sing the songs our fathers sing, Transcending those of yore: We'll meet to sing diviner strains Than those of auld lang syne; Immortal songs of praise, unknown In days of auld lang syne. Anon. AuldLrtHg Synt. IT singeth low in every heart, We hear it each and all, — A song...
Halaman 26 - For auld lang syne, To sing the songs our fathers sang In days of auld lang syne. We've passed through many varied scenes, Since youth's unclouded day; And friends and hopes and happy dreams Time's hand hath swept away; And voices that once joined with ours, In days of auld lang syne, Are silent now, and blend no more In songs of auld lang syne.