Uncle Tom's pictorial keepsake

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Tom (uncle, pseud)
1852
 

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˹éÒ 308 - THERE is a flower, a little flower, With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. The prouder beauties of the field In gay but quick succession shine, Race after race their honours yield, They flourish and decline. But this small flower, to Nature dear, While moons and stars their courses run, Wreathes the whole circle of the year, Companion of the Sun.
˹éÒ 57 - The seven good kine are seven years: and the seven good ears are seven years: the dream is one.
˹éÒ 55 - And Pharaoh's cup was in my hand: and I took the grapes, and pressed them into Pharaoh's cup, and I gave the cup into Pharaoh's hand.
˹éÒ 48 - And should my youth, as youth is apt I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly Tree.
˹éÒ 142 - Alas ! they all are in their graves, the gentle race of flowers Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours. The...
˹éÒ 204 - THE VIOLET. DOWN in a green and shady bed, A modest violet grew, Its stalk was bent, it hung its head, As if to hide from view.
˹éÒ 58 - And that food shall be for store to the land against the seven years of famine, which shall be in the land of Egypt; that the land perish not through the famine.
˹éÒ 58 - Behold, there come seven years of great plenty throughout all the land of Egypt: and there shall arise after them seven years of famine; and all the plenty shall be forgotten in the land of Egypt; and the famine shall consume the land...
˹éÒ 205 - I am coming, I am coming! Hark! the little bee is humming; See! the lark is soaring high In the bright and sunny sky; And the gnats are on the wing, Wheeling round in airy ring.
˹éÒ 59 - And Joseph called the name of the firstborn Manasseh: For God, said he, hath made me forget all my toil, and all my father's house.

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