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Asaph knew this, but he delighted to stir up his chum occasionally. He chuckled as he interrupted the flow of reminiscence. "There, there, Bailey!" he exclaimed. "I know as much about Angie's tribe as you do, I cal'late. Ain't we a little mite off the course? Seems to me we was talkin' about Heman's letter." "Is that so? I judged from what you said we wa'n't goin' to talk about it.
Heman's poems is one written for an Eisteddfod, or meeting of Welsh Bards, held in London May 22, 1822.
Henry did not answer, for he could not trust himself to speak just then; but Jennie turned to the window that overlooked the village churchyard where her grandfather's grave was made, and repeated, in a low voice, that beautiful hymn of Mrs. Heman's, "Passing Away." As she came to the verse, "Friends! friends! oh, shall we meet In a land of purer day, Where lovely things and sweet Pass not away?"
A song written with any spirit in this measure has, other things not being quite equal, yet almost a certainty of becoming more popular than one written in any other measure. Most of Barry Cornwall's and Mrs. Heman's songs are written in it. Scott's "Lay of the Last Minstrel," Coleridge's "Christabel," Byron's "Siege of Corinth," Shelley's "Sensitive Plant," are examples of the rhythm.
Emily declined the invitation. "No, thank you, Mr. Daniels," she said. "I am rather tired and I think I won't go out tonight. By the way, Mr. Kendrick," she added, "was the great man asking your advice also? I happened to see him go into your office yesterday." Everyone was surprised everyone except the speaker and the person addressed, that is but Heman's surprise was most manifest.
This day's been too much for you. What are you talkin' about?" "Oh, nothin'," with a quiet chuckle. "I was thinkin' out loud, that's all. Did you ever notice them imitation stone pillars on Heman's house? They're holler inside, but you'd never guess it. And, long as you do know they're holler, you can keep a watch on 'em. And there's one thing sure," he added, "they ARE ornamental."
We are the 'secretaries of God's praise, as George Herbert has it, for we have possession of His greatest gift, and have learned to know Him in loftier fashion than Heman's choristers dreamed of, having seen 'the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ, and tasted the sweetness of redeeming love.
I was swabbin' decks in the barn about eleven o'clock, when he come postin' in, white and shaky, and so nervous he couldn't stand still. Looked as if he had had a stroke almost. "Godfrey scissors! You don't s'pose Heman's comin' back has knocked out his chances for the committee, do you?" "No, sir-ee! 'twan't that.
"Heman's a heap more anxious to see her than she is to see him," observed the former. "He's pretty fur gone in that direction, judgin' by the weather signs." Thankful nodded. "I cal'late that's so," she agreed. "Still, he's been just as fur gone with others, if all they say's true. Mr. Daniels is a fascinator, so everybody says." "Yup. Prides himself on it, always seemed to me.
But Darius Ellis 'll be for Heman's way and so 'll Lemuel Myrick. "Lemuel Myrick? Lem Myrick, the painter?" "Sartin. There ain't but one Myrick in town." "Hum!" murmured the captain and was silent for some minutes. The school committee met on the following Wednesday evening. On Thursday morning a startling rumor spread throughout Bayport.
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