Hours with the MusesSimpkin, Marshall, 1841 - 223 pages |
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Page 21 - Unsounded seas, and lands unknown before — Soared on the wings of science, wide and far, Measured the sun, and weighed each distant star — Pierced the dark depths of ocean and of earth, And brought uncounted wonders into birth — Repelled the pestilence, restrained the storm, And given new beauty to the human form — Wakened the voice of reason, and unfurled The page of truthful knowledge to the world ; They who have toiled and studied for mankind — Aroused the slumbering virtues of the mind...
Page 67 - I'm happy to roam. When the peasant exults in a full harvest home ; When the boughs of the orchard with fruitage incline, And the clusters are ripe on the stem of the vine ; When Nature puts on the last smiles of the year, And the leaves of the forest are scattered and sere ; When the lark quits the sky and the linnet the spray, And all things are clad in the garb of decay. Even Winter to me hath a thousand delights, With its short gloomy days and its long starry nights ; And I love to go forth ere...
Page 211 - It came as a boon and a blessing to men, — The peaceful, the pure, the victorious Pen. Young Genius went forth on his rambles once more, The vast, sunless caverns of earth to explore ; He searched the rude rock, and with rapture he found A substance unknown, which he brought from the ground...
Page 211 - He searched the rude rock, and with rapture he found A substance unknown, which he brought from the ground ; He fused it with fire, and rejoiced at the change, As he moulded the ore into characters strange, Till his thoughts and his efforts were crowned with success ; For an engine uprose, and he called it the PRESS. The Pen and the Press, blest alliance ! combined To soften the heart, and enlighten the mind ; For that to the treasures of knowledge gave birth, And this sent them forth to the ends...
Page 211 - Genius walked out by the mountains and streams, Entranced by the power of his own pleasant dreams, Till the silent, the wayward, the wandering thing Found a plume that had fallen from a...
Page 23 - Love for all moral power — all mental grace — Love for the humblest of the human race — Love for that tranquil joy that virtue brings — Love for the Giver of all goodly things : True followers of that soul-exalting plan Which Christ laid down to bless and govern man. They who can calmly linger...
Page 211 - Oh ! what a glorious thing it became, For it spoke to the world in a language of flame ; While its master wrote on like a being inspired, Till the hearts of the millions were melted or fired ; — It came as a boon and a blessing to men, The peaceful — the pure — the victorious PEN!
Page 22 - silver lining" of the cloud, Looking for good in all beneath the skies : — These are the truly wise ! Who are the Blest?
Page 68 - ... so abundant and fair, That man should look down with a groan of despair ? Did God fill the world with harmonious life, That man should go forth with destruction and strife ! Did God scatter freedom o'er mountain and wave, That man should exist as a tyrant and slave ? Away with so hopeless, so joyless a creed, — For the soul that believes it — is darkened indeed...
Page 201 - Observe its wonders — search its laws; Look on the vast harmonious plan, And learn to love the Eternal Cause : Let truth illume thy darkened soul — There is no wisdom in the bowl. 'Man of Toil, wouldst thou be blest? Give thy purest feelings play ; Bring all that's noble to thy breast ; Let all that's worthless pass away. Let...