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Laughing and singing
With rhythmical flow,
Leaping and springing,
O light-hearted Sault! -
Tossing up snowy hands
In thy glad play,
Shaking out dewy locks
Bright with the spray, -...

"ALL PERSON'S HELD AS SLAVES, within said designated States and parts of States, ARE, AND HENCEFORWARD SHALL BE FREE!"
- Proclamation of Emancipation, Jan. 1st, 1863.

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"For he looked for a city that hath foundations, whose Maker and Builder is God."


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Somewhere, I know, there waits for me
A home that mocks the pomp of Earth,...

Oh, take me where the wild flowers bloom!


Oh, take me where the wild flowers bloom!
I'm dying, mother dear!
And shades of ever deepening gloom
Are round, and o'er me here, -...

"Stay, mother, stay, for the storm is abroad,
And the tempest is very wild;
It's a fearful night with no ray of light,
Oh stay with your little child!"
...

Strike the chords softly with tremulous fingers,
While, on the threshold of happiest years,
For a brief moment fond memory lingers,
Ere we go forth to life's conflicts and fears!
...

The glorious sun, behind the western hills,
Slowly, in gorgeous majesty, retires,
Flooding the founts and forests, fields and rills,
With the reflection of his golden fires....

Soft evening bells! - sweet evening bells!
O'er vale and plain your music swells,
And far away
The echoes play
O'er shaggy mount and forest grey;
And every rock its secret tells...

["Dr. Reid, a traveller through the highlands of Peru, is said to have found in the desert of Alcoama the dried remains of an assemblage of human beings, five or six hundred in number, men, women, and children, seated in a semi...

There's a beautiful Artist abroad in the world,
And her pencil is dipped in heaven, -
The gorgeous hues of Italian skies,
The radiant sunset's richest dyes,
The light of Aurora's laughing eyes,...

All over the earth like a mantle,
Golden, and green, and grey,
Crimson, and scarlet, and yellow,
The Autumn foliage lay; -
The sun of the Indian Summer
Laughed at the bare old trees...

Little bird, is that thy sphere,
Yonder threat'ning cloud so near?
Sunbeams blaze along its brow,
Yet what darkness reigns below!
There the sullen thunder mutt'ring,...

RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED TO AN OVERWORKED STUDENT.


O tyrant soul of mine,
What's the use
Of this never-ceasing toil,
Of this struggle, this turmoil,
This abuse
Of the body and the brain,...

RESPECTFULLY INSCRIBED TO HIS PATRONESS AND FRIEND, BY THE LITTLE, BROWN SINGER HIMSELF.


Merrily!
Merrily!
Tschee! tschee! tschee!
What can the meaning of these things be?...

Lines written after hearing a returned missionary relate some of the traditions, and speak of the long-cherished hopes of this interesting people.


A voice from the distant East -...

The Wind god, Eolus, sat one morn
In his cavern of tempests, quite forlorn,
He'd been ill of a fever a month and a day,
And the sun had been having things all his own way,...

A little child stood moaning
At the hour of midnight lone,
And no human ear was list'ning
To the feebly wailing tone;
The cold, keen blast of winter
With funeral wail swept by,...

I plucked a fair flower that grew
In the shadow of summer's green trees -
A rose petalled flower,
Of all in the bower,
Best beloved of the bee and the breeze...

When the heavy, midnight shadows
Gather o'er a slumbering world,
And the banner folds of darkness
Are in gloomy pomp unfurled, -
Think, lone watcher, pale and tearful,
In thy sad, unpitied lot,...

"They need not go away!" the Master said,
"Give ye to them." Ah, Lord, behold our store -
These loaves, these fishes, - see, we have no more!
How shall this fainting throng with these be fed?...