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...Reviving Hope and Fahh, they show The soul its living powers, And tow beneath the winter's snow Lie geroe of summer flowers. The night is mother of the day,...mosses cling ; Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Throngh showers the sunbeams fall ; For God, who loveth all hie works, Has left hie Hope with all....

...blessing from above — That purest joys may crown the days Of those dear ones we love. A PRETTY THOUGHT. THE night is mother of the day, The winter of the...decay, The greenest mosses cling. Behind the cloud the starling lurks, Through showers the sunbeams fall ; For God who loveth all his works, Has left his...

...And ever up to Heaven as she did pray, Her steadfast eyes were bent, nor swerved otherway. SPENSER. THE Night is mother of the Day, The Winter of the...Spring, And ever, upon old Decay, The greenest mosses eling. Behind the cloud the starlight lurks. Through showers the sunbeams fall ; For God, who loveth...

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...the vitalization of i germ that, is to reproduce many of its kind. Truly and beautifully is it said, The night is mother of the day, The winter of the...And ever upon old decay, The greenest mosses cling. 204 OHIO CULTIVATOR. 205 lower to a higher state. Could we look through | be secrets of nature, could...

...smile, like sunshine, dart. Into many a sunless heart, For a snnlo of God ttiou art. A PRETTY THOUGHT. The night is mother of the day, The winter of the spring. And ever upon old decay The greenest masses cling. Behind the cloud the starlight lurks ; Through showers the Sunbeams fall ; For G-oJ,...

...or tree, And loves their blithesome songs the best, Because their wings are free ! A Pretty Thought The night is mother of the day, The winter of the spring. And ever upon old Decay The greenest mouses cling. Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Through showers the sunbeams tall ; For GoJ, who...