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Nugae lyricae

Nugae lyricae

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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.1870 Excerpt: ... A ROSE IN HEAVEN. T WALKED one day along my garden bright, -And spied a Rose steeped in the morning dews Fresh from the balmy slumbers of the night, Not Solomon himself could boast such hues. I asked, and found a well-beloved hand Had gently reared that charming flower of flowers To greet me daily with its perfumes bland, A gleam of Paradise in mortal bowers. One morn I sought my darling flower,--alas! Some ruthless hand had torn it from its stem; Like a dead Queen it lay upon the grass, Spoiled of its throne and pearly diadem. I took that Rose and laid it on my heart; Life since has been to me a stormy sea; Yet none have dared that Rose from me to part, Lodged in its secret Cell of memory. But I've a Rose more beauteous far above, Though plucked like this in sorrow and in pain; 'Twas gathered safe by Hands of endless love; Together we shall blossom there again. A WISH. "Bury me where the man of God is buried."--i Kings, xiii. 31. "IT THEN I, my friends! am dead and gone, " I'll tell you where I'd love to rest; Not where yon giant arches span Those gorgeous aisles with sculpture dress'd, Where the long vaulted roofs and towers rebound With concords snatched from heaven's eternal round. No! I've no right to lay me down 'Mid scutcheon-glare and banners old, Where midnight shadows grimly frown O'er lordly knights and barons bold, Who seem, e'en now, with all their pompous things, To wage mad warfare with the King of kings. No! when I'm dead, be mine the sod Which the fresh dews of morning kiss, Gemmed by the sun and rain of God, Which e'en to look upon is bliss; There, by those sacred walls,--O! lay me there, The villagers' own modest house of prayer. For, in all times my willing feet, In storm and calm, in joy and woe, Have hastened here my G od to meet, And f...

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