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Feeling hearts—touch them but lightly—pour
A thousand melodies unheard before.
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Sweet drop of pure and pearly light;
In thee the rays of Virtue shine;
More calmly clear, more mildly bright,
Than any gem that gilds the mine.
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Wouldst thou behold his monument? Look around!
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Generous as brave,
Affection, kindness, and the sweet offices
Of love and duty, were to him as needful
As his daily bread.
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Hail, Memory, hail! in thy exhaustless mine
From age to age unnumber’d treasures shine!
Thought and her shadowy brood thy call obey,
And Place and Time are subject to thy sway!
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Kindred objects kindred thoughts inspire,
As summer clouds flash forth electric fire.
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And the Sabbath bell,
That over wood and wild and mountain dell
Wanders so far, chasing all thoughts unholy
With sounds most musical, most melancholy.
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But the day is spent;
And stars are kindling in the firmament,
To us how silent—though like ours, perchance,
Busy and full of life and circumstance.
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Oh, if you knew the pensive pleasure
That fills my bosom when I sigh,
You would not rob me of a treasure
Monarchs are too, poor to buy.
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When with care we have raised an imaginary treasure of happiness, we find at last that the materials of the structure are frail and perishing, and the foundation itself is laid in the sand.
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Lull’d in the countless chambers of the brain,
Our thoughts are link’d by many a hidden chain;
Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise!
Each stamps its image as the other flies!
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Then gathering ’round his bed, they climb to share
His kisses, and with gentle violence there,
Break in upon a dream not half so fair.
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Vast and deep the mountain shadow grew.
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The village church, among the trees,
Where first our marriage-vows were given,
With merry peals shall swell the breeze,
And point with taper spire to heaven.
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Sweet memory, wafted by the gentle gale,
Oft up the stream of time I turn my sail,
To view the fancy haunts of long-lost hours,
Blest with far greener shades, far lovelier flowers.
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The hour arrives, the moment wish’d and fear’d,
The child is born by many a pang endear’d,
And now the mother’s ear has caught his cry;
O grant the cherub to her asking eye!
He comes—she clasps him. To her bosom press’d
He drinks the balm of life, and drops to rest.
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Her tears her only eloquence.
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Pointing to such, well might Cornelia say,
When the rich casket shone in bright array,
“These are my Jewels!” Well of such as he,
When Jesus spake, well might the language be,
“Suffer these little ones to come to me!”
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Almost all men are over-anxious. No sooner do they enter the world than they lose that taste for natural and simple pleasures so remarkable in early life. Every hour do they ask themselves what progress they have made in the pursuit of wealth or honor; and on they go as their fathers went before them, till, weary and sick at heart, they look back with a sigh of regret to the golden time of their childhood.
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I am in Rome! Oft as the morning ray
Visits these eyes, waking at once I cry,
Whence this excess of joy? What has befallen me?
And from within a thrilling voice replies,
Thou art in Rome! A thousand busy thoughts
Rush on my mind, a thousand images;
And I spring up as girt to run a race!
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