Biography of Reginald Heber, Lord Bishop of Calcutta: Abridged for the use of young persons ...

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Leonard C. Bowles, 1831 - 352 стор.
 

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Сторінка 350 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Сторінка 349 - THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in his train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in his train.
Сторінка 294 - For, oh, if there be an elysium on earth, It is this, it is this ! There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die ; One hour of a passion so sacred is worth Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss : And oh...
Сторінка 83 - Thou art gone to the grave ! — we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are...
Сторінка 271 - O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, O'er bleak Almorah's hill. ' That course, nor Delhi's kingly gates, Nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet the bliss us both awaits By yonder western main. ' Thy towers, Bombay, gleam bright, they say, Across the dark blue sea, But ne'er were hearts so light and gay As then shall meet in thee...
Сторінка 270 - O'er Gunga's mimic sea ! I miss thee at the dawning gray, When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam, I miss thee from my side.
Сторінка 336 - ... countrymen, in perils by the heathen, in perils in the city, in perils in the wilderness, in perils in the sea, in perils among false brethren ; In weariness and painfulness, in watchings often, in hunger and thirst, in fastings often, in cold and nakedness. Beside those things that are without, that which cometh upon me daily, the care of all the churches.
Сторінка 327 - Firm wast thou, humble and wise, Honest, pure, free from disguise ; Father of orphans, the widow's support, Comfort in sorrow of every sort, To the benighted dispenser of light, Doing and pointing to that which is right. Blessing to princes, to people, to me : May I, my father, be worthy of thee. Wishes and prayeth thy Sarabojee.
Сторінка 83 - THOU art gone to the grave ; but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom.
Сторінка 351 - THE God of glory walks his round, From day to day, from year to year, And warns us each with awful sound, " No longer stand ye idle here ! " Ye whose young cheeks are rosy bright, Whose hands are strong, whose hearts are clear, Waste not of hope the morning light ! Ah, fools ! why stand ye idle here...

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