Occasional Thoughts in Verse
Occasional Thoughts in Verse
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The hills fear not the storm; Disease delights in the vale; Here the head is cool, and the heart is warm- Hail to the green hills, hail!
51 htotljn and three sisters came to school; They were the children of adversity; Their manners easy, quiet, kind, yet cool; Their chastened spirits never rose to glee; A something like entreaty filled their eyes; Their virtues seemed above their years to rise.
A tender mother was their only staff; The father was an invalid for years; With resignation s smile ...they learned to quaff Contentment s cup, half sweetened by their tears: To nurse a growing cough, the boy at home Remained, and soon his sisters ceased to come.
Again they came with paler cheeks, but staid Scarce half a week; for now the mother saw His illness was a lingering death delayed; And tho the book ceased not his heart to draw, He still loved play, and as he chased the ball, Would often stop, with sudden cry, or fall.
^ THE CONSUMPTIVE.
So kept at home, he read while mother spun; And oft she stopped the loom to mark his tears; While little Martha s eye was often won By an unearthly look of his, and fears Of something she knew not would touch her heart, And she from waking dreams would shuddering start, A little garden long had won his care A nursery round it, and a vigorous tree, Just twice his height, but not of age to bear, Was in its midst; he loved to sit and see The yellowing leaves now dropping one by one, As if he sympathized with bloom so nearly gone.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The hills fear not the storm; Disease delights in the vale; Here the head is cool, and the heart is warm- Hail to the green hills, hail!
51 htotljn and three sisters came to school; They were the children of adversity; Their manners easy, quiet, kind, yet cool; Their chastened spirits never rose to glee; A something like entreaty filled their eyes; Their virtues seemed above their years to rise.
A tender mother was their only staff; The father was an invalid for years; With resignation s smile ...they learned to quaff Contentment s cup, half sweetened by their tears: To nurse a growing cough, the boy at home Remained, and soon his sisters ceased to come.
Again they came with paler cheeks, but staid Scarce half a week; for now the mother saw His illness was a lingering death delayed; And tho the book ceased not his heart to draw, He still loved play, and as he chased the ball, Would often stop, with sudden cry, or fall.
^ THE CONSUMPTIVE.
So kept at home, he read while mother spun; And oft she stopped the loom to mark his tears; While little Martha s eye was often won By an unearthly look of his, and fears Of something she knew not would touch her heart, And she from waking dreams would shuddering start, A little garden long had won his care A nursery round it, and a vigorous tree, Just twice his height, but not of age to bear, Was in its midst; he loved to sit and see The yellowing leaves now dropping one by one, As if he sympathized with bloom so nearly gone.
What to read after Occasional Thoughts in Verse?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by William D William Dana Emerson to read onlineMoreLess
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