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الصفحة 109 - MID pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home! A charm from the skies seems to hallow us there, Which seek through the world is ne'er met with elsewhere. Home! home! sweet, sweet home! There's no place like home!
الصفحة 72 - Speak gently to the aged one — Grieve not the careworn heart ; The sands of life are nearly run — Let such in peace depart.
الصفحة 102 - I love, oh, how I love to ride On the fierce, foaming, bursting tide, When every mad wave drowns the moon, Or whistles aloft his tempest tune. And tells how goeth the world below, And why the southwest blasts do blow ! I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more...
الصفحة 122 - MY heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky ; So was it when my life began : So is it now I am a man ; So be it when I shall grow old, Or let me die ! The child is father of the man ; And I could wish my days to be Bound each to each by natural piety.
الصفحة 12 - There were dames with their kerchiefs tied over their caps, To see if their poultry were free from mishaps ; The turkeys they gobbled, the geese screamed aloud, And the hens crept to roost in a terrified crowd...
الصفحة 11 - Twas so bold, that it feared not to play its joke With the doctor's wig, or the gentleman's cloak.
الصفحة 34 - Wild is thy lay and loud, Far in the downy cloud, Love gives it energy, love gave it birth. Where, on thy dewy wing, Where art thou journeying ? Thy lay is in heaven, thy love is on earth.
الصفحة 102 - I'm on the sea! I'm on the sea! I am where I would ever be; With the blue above and the blue below, And silence wheresoe'er I go. If a storm should come and awake the deep What matter? I shall ride and sleep.
الصفحة 41 - Oh ! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near, and the daylight's past!
الصفحة 101 - THE SEA. THE sea ! the sea ! the open sea ! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; Or like a cradled creature lies.

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