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1852 AD (search for this): chapter 14
S. Hill (search for this): chapter 14
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Eliza T. P. Smith (search for this): chapter 14
My father. by Eliza T. P. Smith. And I am conscious of affecting thoughts, And dear remembrances, whose presence soothes And elevates the mind.
Wordsworth. My father!
What remembrance dear Arises when that name I hear. Memory's voice brings back to me Childhood's moments full of glee, All its gambols, all its plays, All my father's kindly ways. Ah!
it brings to me again Days of weariness or pain, When soft cradled in his arms, Gentle songs soothed all alarms. Those years, alas!
how quickly flown— Those years, with love and blessings strewn. Memory's voice it wakes again— That parental, tender strain; Love and precept, line on line Did my father's word combine— Yes, it was his lavish hand Ever placed at my command All that could adorn and bless, Knowledge, truth and happiness. Those halcyon days have passed away— But his counsels with me stay. My father!
yes I see him now, With generous hand and sunny brow, Making happy those around— Soothing grief wherever found, And
Thomas P. Smith (search for this): chapter 14
Wordsworth (search for this): chapter 14
My father. by Eliza T. P. Smith. And I am conscious of affecting thoughts, And dear remembrances, whose presence soothes And elevates the mind.
Wordsworth. My father!
What remembrance dear Arises when that name I hear. Memory's voice brings back to me Childhood's moments full of glee, All its gambols, all its plays, All my father's kindly ways. Ah!
it brings to me again Days of weariness or pain, When soft cradled in his arms, Gentle songs soothed all alarms. Those years, alas!
how quickly flown— Those years, with love and blessings strewn. Memory's voice it wakes again— That parental, tender strain; Love and precept, line on line Did my father's word combine— Yes, it was his lavish hand Ever placed at my command All that could adorn and bless, Knowledge, truth and happiness. Those halcyon days have passed away— But his counsels with me stay. My father!
yes I see him now, With generous hand and sunny brow, Making happy those around— Soothing grief wherever found, And t