Chronicles of a pioneer school from 1792 to 1833 [electronic resource] : being the history of Miss Sarah Pierce and her Litchfield school . ourtIts fairest rose conceals a thorn, Its longest space is short. But Oh! there is a better state, Where hopes unfading bloom,There is a brighter land that gleams Acrofs the darkend may we meet, in that blest home. Where none shall sigh with hours of parting never come, Now human frailties stain. M Tallmadge Bantam! dear lake! how calm thy waters lie!How brightly green, thy sunny banks arise;Calm as the hours of childhood, sported th
Chronicles of a pioneer school from 1792 to 1833 [electronic resource] : being the history of Miss Sarah Pierce and her Litchfield school . ourtIts fairest rose conceals a thorn, Its longest space is short. But Oh! there is a better state, Where hopes unfading bloom,There is a brighter land that gleams Acrofs the darkend may we meet, in that blest home. Where none shall sigh with hours of parting never come, Now human frailties stain. M Tallmadge Bantam! dear lake! how calm thy waters lie!How brightly green, thy sunny banks arise;Calm as the hours of childhood, sported there:And bright as life appeard to youthful ken:No storm disturbs thy glafsy surface clear;Reflecting still the plane trees broad bright leaf,Or oak with dark green crown; or gayer greenThe corn send forth in sunny hours; SometimesA tall bare pine, its foliage sentUpon thy wave, like disappointments the brighter green of joy & hope —And yet clear, placid lake! thou art the sameAs when within thy cooling wave I swam,In childhoods hour — — —— — — Thou art the same*T is man alone is changd — Altamah. Mr Brace. o
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