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... this work simply to impart to his readers some hints on the art of speaking, but in the course of his periormnance be became Bo imspressedt with the conviction that the power of speaking well wan indissolubly connected with ability to read and write well ...

Poetry

... matter I NoW I trust. Iind eyes, unto your tale hall-told, Ye speak because ye must I Too oft will heavy laws constrain The lips, compelled to bear A message false; too often fain To speak but what they dare; Full oft will words, will smiles betray, But ...

Poetry

... less they brightly beas; And the moment near is gliding When on you their ray shall stream. Wlhk so said? E'en while we're speaking Lo I a light illumes tile skies: See the clouds around us breaking; Sce the golden sun arise. Thus, though bent to-day by ...

Poetry

... rounded check, As the earliest summer sun-rays streak The milky clouds with tend'rest rose. From rapture silent, we cease to speak- Thuough our link'd hands the warm ?? flows Our veins along, Our passion uvith it. Her sister's song Wa-ikene to melody the ...

Poetry

... . 11OMxE bo OWthat ble ssed si'old ?? the ear I In it~rceoll~eeionsblend: ?? lt tella of eblidhood's scenes so d eai. And speaks, of mapay &o ~ltlihl Irled nd. Qr1 through tbQ world, whete'er we roam, ?? : *Though souls bq pnec aittl llp be klad, WXhe ...

Poetry

... stand in glory wrapt around, On the hille be never trod, And speak of the strlfetbatwon ourlife Through Christ, our Incarnate God. Oh. slent tomb In 1soh's latia; Oh, dark Bethpeor's hill, Speak to these cut ious hearts of ounY, And teach them to be still: ...

Poetry

... breeze; Ballhed in the gold of the sunset glow, TEwo ilgures, whispering, onward go. The unturned glance and thle clasped hands speak An Old story reilceted en each young cheek. The bright rays stream through the leaves above, SGod's silent blessing on earth's ...

THE THREE NAMES

... understood, and then says, also speaking in a whisper: You have quarrelled then'! I beg your pardon if I have been disagreeable to you. Oh i not at all. We have never spoken to each other. What ! he cries, forgetting now to speak in an undertone; you two ...

Poetry

... evening prayer; Or lift those earnest eyes To watch our lips, ats though our words she knew, Then move her own, as she were speaking tee. I've watchoe her looking lip To the bright woonder of an ovoning sky, With suceh a depth of meaning in her eye, That ...

Poetry

... once gathered. And the rhfled stream flows On. Tranquil, deep, and still, Never gliding back again To the water-mill. Truly speaks the proverb old. With a meaning vast; The mill cannot grind With the water that is past. Take the lesson to thyself, Loving ...

Poetry

... is still. Faint and faiuter grows my breath- Bear me quickly down the laue; Mother dear, this chill is deAth- I shall never speak again I Still the hedges are In bloom And the warm west wind is blowing; Still wre sit in silent gloom- O'er her grave the ...

Poetry

... colours to the blind, or mock the car Sealed to all sounds with strains uf melody-; Blut oh in pity to my grief forbear To speak of jfoys that never more can be ! The captive in lisa dungeon, dark and deep, Mlay be restored to life and liberty; The fevered ...