Topic: Life

History of a Life

Day dawned;—within a curtained room, Filled to faintness with perfume, A lady lay at point of doom. Day closed;—a Child had seen the light: But, for the lady fair and bright, She rested in undreaming night. Spring rose;—the lady’s grave was green; And near it, oftentimes, was seen A gentle Boy with thoughtful...

By Bryan Waller Procter
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10 August

To-morrow

To-morrow’s action! can that hoary wisdom, Borne down with years, still doat upon to-morrow! The fatal mistress of the young, the lazy, The coward and the fool, condemned to lose An useless life in waiting for to-morrow, To gaze with longing eyes upon...

By Samuel Johnson
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07 August

Yussouf

A stranger came one night to Yussouf’s tent, Saying, “Behold one outcast and in dread, Against whose life the bow of power is bent, Who flies, and hath not where to lay his head; I come to thee for shelter and for food, To Yussouf, called through all our tribes...

By James Russell Lowell
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04 August

The Mother’s Hope

Is there, when the winds are singing In the happy summer-time,— When the raptured air is ringing With Earth’s music heavenward springing, Forest chirp, and village chime,— Is there, of the sounds that float Unsighingly, a single note Half so sweet and clear and wild As the laughter of a child? Listen! and be...

By Samuel Laman Blanchard
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30 July

The Future Life

How shall I know thee in the sphere which keeps The disembodied spirits of the dead, When all of thee that time could wither sleeps And perishes among the dust we tread? For I shall feel the sting of ceaseless pain If there I meet thy gentle presence not; Nor hear the...

By William Cullen Bryant
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28 July

Song of the Silent Land

Into the Silent Land! Ah, who shall lead us thither? Clouds in the evening sky more darkly gather, And shattered wrecks lie thicker on the strand. Who leads us with a gentle hand Thither, oh, thither, Into the Silent Land? Into the Silent Land! To you, ye boundless regions Of all perfection! Tender morning-visions Of...

By Johann Gaudenz von Salis-Seewis
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26 July

A Deed and a Word

A little stream had lost its way Amid the grass and fern; A passing stranger scooped a well, Where weary men might turn; He walled it in and hung with care A ladle at the brink; He thought not of the deed he did, But judged that all might drink. He passed again,...

By Charles Mackay
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24 July

Living Waters

There are some hearts like wells, green-mossed and deep As ever Summer saw; And cool their water is,—yea, cool and sweet;— But you must come to draw. They hoard not, yet they rest in calm content, And not unsought will give; They can be quiet with their wealth unspent, So self-contained they live. And...

By Caroline S. Spencer
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16 July

Her Creed

She stood before a chosen few, With modest air and eyes of blue; A gentle creature, in whose face Were mingled tenderness and grace. “You wish to join our fold,” they said: “Do you believe in all that’s read From ritual and...

By Sarah Knowles Bolton
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15 July