. Perfect pearls of poetry and prose; the most unique, touching, inspiring and beautiful literary . singleword. There was music, there was the sight was most entrancing,As if fairyland and floral band were holdingjubilee;There was laughing, there was pouting;There was singing, there was shou^nc;And old and young together made a carnivalof glee. Miss Annabel McCartyWas the youngest at the every one remarked that she was dressed;Like a doll she sat demurelyOn the sofa, thinking surelyIt would never do for her to run and frolicwith the rest. Tlie no
. Perfect pearls of poetry and prose; the most unique, touching, inspiring and beautiful literary . singleword. There was music, there was the sight was most entrancing,As if fairyland and floral band were holdingjubilee;There was laughing, there was pouting;There was singing, there was shou^nc;And old and young together made a carnivalof glee. Miss Annabel McCartyWas the youngest at the every one remarked that she was dressed;Like a doll she sat demurelyOn the sofa, thinking surelyIt would never do for her to run and frolicwith the rest. Tlie noise kept growing louder ;The naughty boys would crowd iier; I think youre very rude indeed ! tlio littlelady .^aid ;And then, without a home intitructions screamed: 1 want my supper—and 1want to (JO to bed! THE SEA-BHORE AND THE MOUNTAINS. 415 Now big folks who are older,Need not laugh at her, nor scold her,For doubtless, if the truth were known, weveoften felt inclined To leave the ball or party,As did Annabel McCarty,Bnt we hadnt half the courage and wecouldnt speak our mind !. THE SEA-SHORE AND THE MOUNTAINS OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES. i^ HxlVE lived by the sea-shore and by the mountains. No, I am not1^ going to say which is best. The one where your place is, is the bestA for you. But this difference is: you can domesticate mountains,t but the sea is ferce naturce. You may have a hut, or know the ownerjt of one, on the mountain-side ; you see a light half-way up its ascentin the evening, and you know there is a home, and you might shareit, You have noted certain trees, perhaps; you know the particular zonewhere the hemlocks look so black in October, when the maples and beecheshave faded. All its reliefs and intaglios have electrotyped themselves inthe medallions that hang round the walls of your memorys chamber. Thesea remembers nothing. It is feline. It licks your feet,—its huge flankapurr very pleasantly for you; but it will crack your bones and eat
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