 | 1841 - 712 стор.
...bosom of thy God, Fair spirit, rest thee now : E'en while with us thy footsteps trode, His seal via on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house beneath : Soul,...seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die." 11 ON "THE LIVELY ORACLES.' A HOMILY FOR THE TIMES. Acta viii. 37. AM oracle denotes something delivered,... | |
 | 1823 - 622 стор.
...by fervently praying for the Minister, TO THE MEMORY OF A DEAR SABBATH SCHOLAR. "Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair Spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while...narrow house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high 1 They who have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die 1" MRS. HEMANS. His love was for these... | |
 | William Carus Wilson - 1830
...had so enlivened his dying moment " Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now Ev'n while with ours, thy footsteps trod, His seal was...seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die." May we not then, with the apostle, triumphantly exclaim : " O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where... | |
 | 1837 - 634 стор.
...as the Dirge : — " Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. ' , Dust to its narrow home beneath ? Soul to its peace on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 312 стор.
...in their brooding wrath, Silent, and face to face. VOICES HEARD WITHOUT, CHANTING. Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while...more may fear to die. ELMINA (to GONZALEZ). It is the death- hymn o'er thy daughter's bier ! — But I am calm, and e'en like gentle winds, That music, through... | |
 | 1828 - 398 стор.
...all ! WOTTOX. DEATH OF A CHRISTIAN. CALM on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'er while with ours thy footsteps trod, His seal was on...have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. MRS. HEMANS. THE PLACE OF REST. THERE is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wanderers given ; There... | |
 | 1828 - 814 стор.
...Miss LE London. DEATH OF A CHRISTIAN. Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! Ere while with ours thy footsteps trod, His seal was on...have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. Mrs Hernans. OH ! BANQUET NOT. Oh ! banquet not in these shining bowers, Where youth resorts — but... | |
 | Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 230 стор.
...in their brooding wrath. Silent, and face to face. VOICES HEARD WITHOUT, CHAKTIKUCalm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while...house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high ! They ihat have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. Elmina(to GONZALEZ). It is the death-hymn... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 234 стор.
...Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now! E'en while with ours thy footsteps trodj His seal was on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house...have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. J'.tmina (to GONZALEZ). It is the death-hymn o'er ttiv daughter's bier ! — But I am calm, and e'en... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 стор.
...me to live, my God ! — What pause is this ! VOICES Hi- .111)1 WITHODT, CHANTING. Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while with ours thy footsteps Irod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high ! They... | |
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E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. 
