 | Frederick Saunders - 1853 - 314 Seiten
...rich parterre 1 Oh, what a revenue of pure enjoyment is conferred upon the worshippers of Flora ! " Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachers — Each cup a pulpit, and each leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. Floral Apostles,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1854 - 350 Seiten
...thunderIts dome the sky. There as in solitude and shade I wander, Through the green aisles, or stretched upon the sod, Awed by the silence, reverently ponder...flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, and each leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. IK) • <• THE... | |
 | Cyclopaedia, Henry Gardiner Adams - 1854 - 762 Seiten
...the heart; while waters, leaves, and birds Make cheerful music in the passing gale. Willis G. Clark. Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachers,...to my fancy numerous teachers, From loneliest nook. Were I, O God, in churchless lands remaining, Far from the voice of teachers and divines, My soul would... | |
 | 1854 - 362 Seiten
...— Its dome the sky. There, as in solitude and shade I wander Through the green aisles, or stretched upon the sod ; Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God, — Your voiceless lips, Oh flowers ! are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, and each leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous... | |
 | John Pierpont - 1855 - 530 Seiten
...dome the sky. There, as in solitude and shade I wander Through the green aisles, or, stretched along the sod Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God ; Your voiceless lips (0, flowers are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book) Supplying to my fancy numerous... | |
 | Margaret Maria Gordon - 1855 - 306 Seiten
...air. Let not such gifts be thrown away upon careless and ungrateful hearts ! " Your voiceless lips, oh flowers, are living preachers. Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book, Suggesting to my fancy various teachers. From loneliest nook. " 'Neath cloisterM boughs each floral... | |
 | D. W. Clark - 1856 - 450 Seiten
...of the lapse and rushing of the sands of life in the great hour-glass of time. So a poet speaks : " Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachers,...to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. "Nciitlt cloister'd boughs each floral bell that swingeth, And tolls its perfume on the passing air,... | |
 | Young Men's Christian Association (England) - 1856 - 456 Seiten
...of the lapse and rushing of the sands of life in the great hour-glass of time. So a poet speaks : " Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachers,...to my fancy numerous teachers From loneliest nook. 'Neath cloister'd boughs each floral bell that swingeth, And tolls its perfume on the passing air,... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1856 - 1048 Seiten
...sombre forests, — " There, amid solitude and shade, to wander Through the green aisles; and, stretched upon the sod, Awed by the silence, reverently ponder The ways of God." Whilst patriotic to .a degree, and giving its full meed of admiration to our own beautiful and diversified... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1857 - 362 Seiten
...age ! In the beautiful language of an English " Your voiceless lips, O flowers, are living preachera, Each cup a pulpit, every leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy numerous teachers, From loneliest nook. " 'Neath cloistered boughs each floral bell that Bwingeth, And tolls its perfume on the passing air,... | |
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To that cathedral, boundless as our wonder, Whose quenchless lamps the sun and moon supply ; Its choir the winds and waves, its organ thunder, Its dome the sky. There... 
