The Oxford Book of Christian VerseDavid Cecil Clarendon Press, 1940 - 560 стор. |
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... Hell with panis fell , The Syn to the woweir . The Lady was wowd , but scho said nay With men that wald hir wed ; Sa suld we wryth all sin away That in our breist is bred . I pray to Jesu Chryst verray , For us his blud that bled , To ...
... Hell with panis fell , The Syn to the woweir . The Lady was wowd , but scho said nay With men that wald hir wed ; Sa suld we wryth all sin away That in our breist is bred . I pray to Jesu Chryst verray , For us his blud that bled , To ...
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... Hell I fall . O , rack me not to such a vast extent , Those distances belong to Thee ; The world's too little for Thy tent , A grave too big for me . Wilt Thou meet arms with man , that Thou dost stretch A crumb of dust from heav'n to hell ...
... Hell I fall . O , rack me not to such a vast extent , Those distances belong to Thee ; The world's too little for Thy tent , A grave too big for me . Wilt Thou meet arms with man , that Thou dost stretch A crumb of dust from heav'n to hell ...
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... hell Endless as those dire pains that in it dwell . Here no dear glimpse of the sun's lovely face , Strikes through the solid darkness of the place ; No dawning morn does her kind reds display ; One slight weak beam would here be ...
... hell Endless as those dire pains that in it dwell . Here no dear glimpse of the sun's lovely face , Strikes through the solid darkness of the place ; No dawning morn does her kind reds display ; One slight weak beam would here be ...
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Adoration Alice Meynell angels art thou Babe behold blessed blest bliss blood breast breath bright Caelica Cerinthus child Christian Christina Rossetti CLEMENT PAMAN clouds dark dear death delight didst divine dost doth dust earth eternal eyes face fear fire flame flesh flowers Giles Fletcher glorious glory God's grace hand hath hear heart heaven heavenly hell holy honour Hymn Jesus Judas Iscariot King Lady Lamb leiger light Lionel Johnson litel live Lord man's mede mercy Michael Field mych joy never night o'er peace poets praise Quia amore langueo religious rise Robert Stephen Hawker rocks round Ruth Pitter Saviour shalt shepherds shine sigh sight sing skies sleep song soul spirit spring stars sweet T. S. Eliot tears thee thine things Thou art thou hast thought thow Thy Name thyself truth unto Vith hoy voice whan wings word