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... divine ? Or how could Summer hold her happiness Without the hush of eve to bring repose , - The hand of eve to spread the silent shade , To open starry skies and shut the flowers , And succour them with dews ? But if the grass , And ...
... divine ? Or how could Summer hold her happiness Without the hush of eve to bring repose , - The hand of eve to spread the silent shade , To open starry skies and shut the flowers , And succour them with dews ? But if the grass , And ...
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... divine , " we feel A joy of thankfulness beyond expression , That He who made you is our Maker too , And that He made you , -even you , for us ! O , in the cover of His love we rest , Who set you in the firmament afar , To tell us ...
... divine , " we feel A joy of thankfulness beyond expression , That He who made you is our Maker too , And that He made you , -even you , for us ! O , in the cover of His love we rest , Who set you in the firmament afar , To tell us ...
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... divine is given ; He wears the robe of government supreme ; His name is Wonderful , -how great the wonder And Counsellor , -for ever wise in counsel ! The mighty God , The everlasting Father ; And , for this rebel world , the Prince of ...
... divine is given ; He wears the robe of government supreme ; His name is Wonderful , -how great the wonder And Counsellor , -for ever wise in counsel ! The mighty God , The everlasting Father ; And , for this rebel world , the Prince of ...
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... divine ; light . " He never said , " I doubt , " or , But always said— " I KNOW . " the world's true " I believe , " He needed not That any should inform Him of another , For He knew all , and everything within them , Unto the inmost ...
... divine ; light . " He never said , " I doubt , " or , But always said— " I KNOW . " the world's true " I believe , " He needed not That any should inform Him of another , For He knew all , and everything within them , Unto the inmost ...
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... divine ! Though rich the glory may be of the proud , Yet match'd with thine , how pitifully poor ! Calmly about thee comes the Tide of Even , As if the congregation of the shadows Had knowledge of the beauty to be shrouded , And will'd ...
... divine ! Though rich the glory may be of the proud , Yet match'd with thine , how pitifully poor ! Calmly about thee comes the Tide of Even , As if the congregation of the shadows Had knowledge of the beauty to be shrouded , And will'd ...
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Сторінка 81 - And now — behold him kneeling there By the child's side, in humble prayer, While the same sunbeam shines upon The guilty and the guiltless one, And hymns of joy proclaim through heaven The triumph of a soul forgiven...
Сторінка 81 - Twas a bright smile the Angel threw From heaven's gate, to hail that tear Her harbinger of glory near. " Joy, joy for ever ! my task is done — The gates are passed, and heaven is won ! Oh ! am I not happy?
Сторінка 76 - No, no ! When the stem dies, the leaf that grew Out of its heart must perish too. Then turn to me, my own love, turn, Before, like thee, I fade and burn ; Cling to these yet cool lips and share The last pure life that lingers there.
Сторінка 139 - Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor lov'd the less For flowering in a wilderness.
Сторінка 140 - A gem away, that thou hadst sworn Should ever in thy heart be worn. Come, if the love thou hast for me Is pure and fresh as mine for thee, — Fresh as the fountain under ground...
Сторінка 81 - thou blessed child ! When, young and haply pure as thou, I look'd and pray'd like thee ; but now — " He hung his head ; each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.
Сторінка 77 - O'er all the enchanted regions there, How beauteous must have been the glow, The life, the sparkling from below! Fair gardens, shining streams, with ranks Of golden melons on their banks, More golden where the sunlight falls; Gay lizards, glittering on the...
Сторінка 126 - One, — what a rapture is his. Who in moonlight and music thus sweetly may glide O'er the Lake of Cashmere, with that One by his side ! If woman can make the worst wilderness dear. Think, think what a heaven she must make of Cashmere...
Сторінка 97 - I never loved a tree or flower but 'twas the first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear Gazelle, to glad me with its soft black eye, but when it came to know me well, and love me, it was sure to marry a marketgardener.
Сторінка 27 - And music, too — dear music ! that can touch Beyond all else the soul that loves it much — Now heard far off, so far as but to seem Like the faint, exquisite music of a dream; All was too much for him, too full of bliss, The heart could nothing feel, that felt not this...