Poetic Prism, Or, Original and Reflected Rays from Modern Verse Sacred and SeriousRobert Northmore Greville Maclachlan, Stewart, & Company, 1848 - 404 стор. |
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... hath rode through the dim waves of sorrow , Shall anchor sublimely in shadowless heaven . On , on ! my frail bark , through the surge and the spray- There's a beacon that beckons and leads from afar ; On , on ! my weak bark , through ...
... hath rode through the dim waves of sorrow , Shall anchor sublimely in shadowless heaven . On , on ! my frail bark , through the surge and the spray- There's a beacon that beckons and leads from afar ; On , on ! my weak bark , through ...
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... hath made with me an everlasting covenant , ordered in all things , and sure ; for this is all my salva- tion , and all my desire , although he make it not to grow . " - 2 Sam . xxiii . 5. * WILL Rome then yield a place of rest To those ...
... hath made with me an everlasting covenant , ordered in all things , and sure ; for this is all my salva- tion , and all my desire , although he make it not to grow . " - 2 Sam . xxiii . 5. * WILL Rome then yield a place of rest To those ...
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... Hath faded with the voice that gave it birth ? That vision of a life to come , which proved His hope in death , is dimmed by thoughts of earth ? No , through the night of sorrow , that bright star Hath pointed to a home of peace afar ...
... Hath faded with the voice that gave it birth ? That vision of a life to come , which proved His hope in death , is dimmed by thoughts of earth ? No , through the night of sorrow , that bright star Hath pointed to a home of peace afar ...
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... hath no sting . " Conquer in this ! " - Strong in thy Saviour's might , When bursts the morning of a brighter day , Rise , Christian victor , in the glorious fight , Arise , rejoicing , from thy cell of clay ! The Cross which led thee ...
... hath no sting . " Conquer in this ! " - Strong in thy Saviour's might , When bursts the morning of a brighter day , Rise , Christian victor , in the glorious fight , Arise , rejoicing , from thy cell of clay ! The Cross which led thee ...
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... , The kindest and dearest hath wither'd in death , Or affliction's blast , with its pitiless gloom , Swept the sweetest and best to the desolate tomb ! But oh ! ' tis not to Earth's deceitful spring 72 POETIC PRISM .
... , The kindest and dearest hath wither'd in death , Or affliction's blast , with its pitiless gloom , Swept the sweetest and best to the desolate tomb ! But oh ! ' tis not to Earth's deceitful spring 72 POETIC PRISM .
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banner of Heaven beam beauty beneath BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow child Christ clouds crown dark dead dear death deep divine doth dwell E'en earth earthly ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal faint fair faith Father fear feel flowers FRANCES BROWN friends gaze glorious glory glow grace grief H. F. LYTE hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Jesus Jesus wept life's light live look Lord mercy morn mother mourn N. P. WILLIS ne'er neath night o'er pain pass'd path peace praise pray prayer rest Saviour seek shine sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream strong to save sweet tears tears in Heaven thee thine things THOMAS DALE thou art thou hast thought throne tomb Twas unto voice weary weep wept wild word
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Сторінка 20 - Sleep soft, beloved !" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep. But never doleful dream again. Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Сторінка 395 - BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the Heaven...
Сторінка 183 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Сторінка 236 - IT is a place where poets crowned may feel the heart's decaying ; It is a place where happy saints may weep amid their praying ; Yet let the grief and humbleness as low as silence languish : Earth surely now may give her calm to whom she gave her anguish.
Сторінка 107 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled ; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child.
Сторінка 26 - TREAD softly! bow the head — In reverent silence bow ! No passing bell doth toll; Yet an immortal soul Is passing now. Stranger, however great, With lowly reverence bow! There's one in that poor shed — One by that paltry bed — Greater than thou.
Сторінка 107 - I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Сторінка 254 - UP to the throne of God is borne The voice of praise at early morn, And he accepts the punctual hymn Sung as the light of day grows dim. Nor will he turn his ear aside From holy offerings at noontide. Then here reposing let us raise A song of gratitude and praise.
Сторінка 183 - WHITHER, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...