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Article FORGIVE AND FORGET. ← Page 2 of 2 Article THE WORK OF NATURE IN THE MONTHS. Page 1 of 6 →
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Forgive And Forget.
Though thy spirit swell high with emotion , To give back an injustice again , Let it sink in oblivion ' s ocean , For remembrance increases the pain . And why should we linger in son-row , When its shadow is passing away ; Or seek to encounter to-morrow , The blast that o ' erswept us to day 1
Oh , memory ' s varying river , And though it may placidly glide When the sunbeams of joy o ' er it quiver It foams when the storm meets its tide . Then stir not its current to madness , For its wrath thou wilt ever regret ; Though the morning beams break on thy sadness , Ere the sunset , forgive and forget .
The Work Of Nature In The Months.
THE WORK OF NATURE IN THE MONTHS .
BY BKO . BEV . W . TEBBS . VII . JANUARY . " This day Time winds th' exhausted chain , To run the twelvemonth's length again . " HAPPY NEW YEAU I How glibly it rolls off the tongue of young and old , and yet
A how fewponder the full meaning of the words . A senseless parrot-cry one might almost regard it , especially if from dullness of weather or dullness of heart , induced not a little by the recently passed " Merry Christmas , " one felt a trifle cynically disposed towards mankind in general , and one ' s own especial friends in particular . A parrot-cry may be , yet one with a meaning , —a cry , if sjiringing only from habit , yet tending to show that it is the habit of mankind to pray their fellow ' s happiness . In any case it is a cheery cry , a sound that makes the dull heart leap at the thought of dark days
passing away and brighter ones in store , even now beginning to dawn ! but will they be brighter t Let us stay not to inquire , nor seek to peer behind the impenetrable curtain of the future ,
for" It was good , it was kind , in the Wise One above , To fling Destiny ' s veil o ' er the face of our years ; That we dread not the blow that shall strike at our love , And expect not the beams that shall dry up our fceara . Did we know that the voices , now gentle and bland , Would forego the fond word and the whispering tone ; Did we know that the eager unci warm pressing hand
Would be joyfully forward in casting the stone . Did we know the affection engrossing our soul Would end , as it oft does , in sadness aud pain ; . That the passionate breast would but hazard its rest , And be wrecked on the shore it is panting to gain . ' / . 2
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Forgive And Forget.
Though thy spirit swell high with emotion , To give back an injustice again , Let it sink in oblivion ' s ocean , For remembrance increases the pain . And why should we linger in son-row , When its shadow is passing away ; Or seek to encounter to-morrow , The blast that o ' erswept us to day 1
Oh , memory ' s varying river , And though it may placidly glide When the sunbeams of joy o ' er it quiver It foams when the storm meets its tide . Then stir not its current to madness , For its wrath thou wilt ever regret ; Though the morning beams break on thy sadness , Ere the sunset , forgive and forget .
The Work Of Nature In The Months.
THE WORK OF NATURE IN THE MONTHS .
BY BKO . BEV . W . TEBBS . VII . JANUARY . " This day Time winds th' exhausted chain , To run the twelvemonth's length again . " HAPPY NEW YEAU I How glibly it rolls off the tongue of young and old , and yet
A how fewponder the full meaning of the words . A senseless parrot-cry one might almost regard it , especially if from dullness of weather or dullness of heart , induced not a little by the recently passed " Merry Christmas , " one felt a trifle cynically disposed towards mankind in general , and one ' s own especial friends in particular . A parrot-cry may be , yet one with a meaning , —a cry , if sjiringing only from habit , yet tending to show that it is the habit of mankind to pray their fellow ' s happiness . In any case it is a cheery cry , a sound that makes the dull heart leap at the thought of dark days
passing away and brighter ones in store , even now beginning to dawn ! but will they be brighter t Let us stay not to inquire , nor seek to peer behind the impenetrable curtain of the future ,
for" It was good , it was kind , in the Wise One above , To fling Destiny ' s veil o ' er the face of our years ; That we dread not the blow that shall strike at our love , And expect not the beams that shall dry up our fceara . Did we know that the voices , now gentle and bland , Would forego the fond word and the whispering tone ; Did we know that the eager unci warm pressing hand
Would be joyfully forward in casting the stone . Did we know the affection engrossing our soul Would end , as it oft does , in sadness aud pain ; . That the passionate breast would but hazard its rest , And be wrecked on the shore it is panting to gain . ' / . 2