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˹éÒ 293 - ROCK ME TO SLEEP BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;— Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!
˹éÒ 297 - My Friends: No one, not in my situation, can appreciate my feeling of sadness at this parting. To this place, and the kindness of these people, I owe everything. Here I have lived a quarter of a century, and have passed from a young to an old man. Here my children have been born, and one is buried. I now leave, not knowing when or whether ever I may return, with a task before me greater than that which rested upon Washington.
˹éÒ 323 - For thee, sweet month, the groves green liveries wear, If not the first, the fairest of the year : For thee the Graces lead the dancing hours, And Nature's ready pencil paints the flowers : When thy short reign is past, the feverish sun Tho sultry tropic fears, and moves more slowly on.
˹éÒ 94 - And his musket moulds in his hands. Time was when the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair; And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue Kissed them and put them there. "Now, don't you go till I come,
˹éÒ 40 - Never give up! or the burthen may sink you,— Providence kindly has mingled the cup, And in all trials or troubles, bethink you, The watchword of life must be, Never give up ! Never give up!
˹éÒ 560 - So long as we love we serve; so long as we are loved by others, I would almost say that we are indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.
˹éÒ 6 - Who's the stranger, mother dear? Look — he knows us. Ain't he queer?" "Hush, my own, don't talk so -wild; He's your father, dearest child.
˹éÒ 171 - And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
˹éÒ 137 - LITTLE drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean, And the beauteous land.
˹éÒ 297 - I now leave, not knowing when, or whether ever, I may return, with a task before me greater than that which rested upon Washington. Without the assistance of that Divine Being who ever attended him, I cannot succeed. With that assistance I cannot fail.