This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1842 edition. Excerpt: ...leave a trace on its staimess snow; Lol spirits of evil haunt the bowers, And the serpent glides from the trembling flowers. Beautiful child 1 alas, to see A fount in the desert gush forth for thee, Where the queenly lilies should faintly gleam, And thy life flow on as its silent stream, Afar from the world of ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1842 edition. Excerpt: ...leave a trace on its staimess snow; Lol spirits of evil haunt the bowers, And the serpent glides from the trembling flowers. Beautiful child 1 alas, to see A fount in the desert gush forth for thee, Where the queenly lilies should faintly gleam, And thy life flow on as its silent stream, Afar from the world of doubt and sin--This weary world thou must wander in; Such a home was once to my visions given, It comes to my heart as a type of heaven. Beautiful child! let the weary in heart Whisper tbee once, ere again we part; Tell thee that want, and tell thee that pain Never can thrill in the throbbing brain, Till a sadder story that brain hath learned, Till a fiercer fire hath in it burned: iod keep thee sinless and undefiled Though poor, and wretched, and sad, my childU Beautiful being! away, away! The angels above be thy help and stay, Save thee from sorrow and save thee from sin. Guard thee from danger without and within. Pure be thy spirit, and breathe forme A sigh or a prayer when thy heart is free; In the crowded mart, by the lone wayside, Beautiful child! be thy God thy guide. THE TURQUOISE RING. The Turquoise Ring! 'twas a gift of power. Guarding her heart in that weary hour, As a magic spell, as a gem of light, As a pure, pure star amidst clouds of night; Bringing back to the pale, pale cheek its bloom. Strengthening her faith in that hour of doom: There was hope, there was trust in its living hue; The gem was bright, and the lover true; As a sign to her heart, as a sign to her eye, The one bright gleam of a troubled sky. The Turquoise Ring I oh, the olden time Had many a magic tale and sign--. Bright gifts of treasure on land and on eea, But nought for the heart or memory; Ii 'Miss Martineau's novel of Deerbrook, the heroine is mad e...
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