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Quotes by Frances S. Osgood
The wealth of rich feelings-the deep-the pure; With strength to meet sorrow, and faith to endure.— filed under Festivities
Labor is life! 'Tis the still water faileth; Idleness ever despaireth, bewaileth; Keep the watch wound, for the dark rust assaileth.— filed under Labor
Pray. Labor is rest-from the sorrows that greet us; Rest from all petty vexations that meet us, Rest from sin-promptings that ever entreat us, Rest from world-sirens that hire us to ill. Work-and pure slumbers shall wait on thy pillow; Work-thou shalt ride over Care's coming billow; Lie not down wearied 'neath Woe's weeping willow ! Work with a stout heart and resolute will!— filed under Labor
And wheresoever, in his rich creation, Sweet music breathes-in wave, or bird, or soul- 'Tis but the faint and far reverberation Of that great tune to which the planets roll!— filed under Music
Cocoanut. Cocos Nucifera. Oh, the green and the graceful-the cocoanut tree! The lone and the lofty-it loves like me The flash, the foam of the heaving sea, And the sound of the surging waves In the shore's unfathomed caves. With its stately shaft and its verdant crown, And its fruit in clusters drooping down.— filed under Trees And Plants-Chestnut