Subjects : Religious poetry, American.
Publisher : Boston : Ticknor and Fields. View Book Page : Book Viewer. About This Book : Catalog Entry.
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Click here to view book online to see this illustration in context in a browseable online version of this book. What joyous hopes, what high resolves, What generous strife!
Only a Year 45 The silent picture on the wall, The burial stone,Of all that beauty, life, and joy Remain alone! One year, — one year, — one little year, And so much gone! And yet the even flow of life Moves calmly on.
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The grave grows green, the flowers bloom fair, Above that head ;No sorrowing tint of leaf or spray Says he is dead. No pause or hush of merry birds, That sing above,Tells us how coldly sleeps below The form we love.
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What hast thou seen? What visions fair, what glorious life, Where thou hast been? The veil! Twixt us and thee ;The mystic veil!
Not dead, not sleeping, not even gone, But present still,And waiting for the coming hour Of Gods sweet will. Lord of the living and the dead, Our Saviour dear!
Her novel Uncle Tom's Cabin was a depiction of life for African Americans under slavery; it reached millions as a novel and play, and became influential in the United States and United Kingdom. It energized anti-slavery forces in the American North, while provoking widespread anger in the South. She wrote more than 20 books, including novels, three travel memoirs, and collections of articles and letters.
She was influential both for her writings and her public stands on social issues of the day. W through the solemn air, in silence sailing, Borne by mysterious angels, strong and fair, She sleeps at last, blest dreams her eyelids veiling, Above this weary world of strife and care. Lo how she passeth! Far, far below, the dim, forsaken earth, The foes that threaten, or the friends that weep; Past, like a dream, the torture and the pain: For so He giveth his beloved sleep.