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She stood breast-high amid the corn,
Clasp'd by the golden light of morn,
Like the sweetheart of read more
She stood breast-high amid the corn,
Clasp'd by the golden light of morn,
Like the sweetheart of the sun,
Who many a glowing kiss had won.
Such words fall to often on our cold and careless ears with the
triteness of long familiarity; but to read more
Such words fall to often on our cold and careless ears with the
triteness of long familiarity; but to Octavia . . . they seemed
to be written in sunbeams.
Behold him setting in his western skies,
The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.
Behold him setting in his western skies,
The shadows lengthening as the vapours rise.
The sun, which passeth through pollutions and itself remains as
pure as before.
The sun, which passeth through pollutions and itself remains as
pure as before.
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
Let others hail the rising sun:
I bow to that whose course is run.
See the sun!
God's crest upon His azure shield, the Heavens.
See the sun!
God's crest upon His azure shield, the Heavens.
Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest
forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide read more
Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest
forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky;
the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western waves. But thou,
thyself, movest alone.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the
morning.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the
morning.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.