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... winds were hushed to sleep ; And gently the bark wafted to and fro On the face of the glassy deep . Oh ! blest the repose , and eternal the peace Of the ransomed soul shall be ; No more " toiling in rowing , " no fear of a storm ; For ...
... winds were hushed to sleep ; And gently the bark wafted to and fro On the face of the glassy deep . Oh ! blest the repose , and eternal the peace Of the ransomed soul shall be ; No more " toiling in rowing , " no fear of a storm ; For ...
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... winds were hushed to sleep ; And gently the bark wafted to and fro On the face of the glassy deep . Oh ! blest the repose , and eternal the peace Of the ransomed soul shall be ; No more " toiling in rowing ... wind that 2 SELECT POEMS .
... winds were hushed to sleep ; And gently the bark wafted to and fro On the face of the glassy deep . Oh ! blest the repose , and eternal the peace Of the ransomed soul shall be ; No more " toiling in rowing ... wind that 2 SELECT POEMS .
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Harvey Marriott. THE MERCY - SEAT . FROM every stormy wind that blows , From every swelling tide of woes , There is a calm , a sure retreat ; " Tis found beneath the Mercy - seat . There is a place where JESUS sheds The oil of gladness ...
Harvey Marriott. THE MERCY - SEAT . FROM every stormy wind that blows , From every swelling tide of woes , There is a calm , a sure retreat ; " Tis found beneath the Mercy - seat . There is a place where JESUS sheds The oil of gladness ...
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... winds were gone . And there he lay in his coarse cold shroud , And strangers were round the coffinless ; Not a kinsman was seen amongst the crowd , Not an eye to weep , nor a lip to bless . No sound , from the church's passing bell ...
... winds were gone . And there he lay in his coarse cold shroud , And strangers were round the coffinless ; Not a kinsman was seen amongst the crowd , Not an eye to weep , nor a lip to bless . No sound , from the church's passing bell ...
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... sighs that it is all alone . The autumn leaf is sear and dead , It floats upon the water's bed : I would not be a leaf to die , Without recording sorrow's sigh . The woods and winds , with sudden wail , Tell 38 SELECT POEMS .
... sighs that it is all alone . The autumn leaf is sear and dead , It floats upon the water's bed : I would not be a leaf to die , Without recording sorrow's sigh . The woods and winds , with sudden wail , Tell 38 SELECT POEMS .
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anchor dropped angel beam beneath bless blest bloom bosom breast breath bright bright promise child CHRIST Christian clouds cold dark dead dear death deep dream dying e'en earth ECHO eternity fairy bower faith father fear feel flow flowers gentle gleam gloom glory GOD'S ACRE gone grace grave green grief harp hath hazel shade hear heard heart heaven heavenly hope hour JACOB'S PILLOW Jerusalem JESUS light little sweep LODDISWELL look LORD LORD BYRON Marriott mercy Miss morning mortal mother mourn never nigh night nought numbered o'er pain perfect bliss pilgrim's song praise pray prayer rest saints SAVIOUR seraph shade shine sigh sing smile soothe sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet sweetly tears thee thine thought Throne tomb Twas voice wandered wave weary weep wild wing youth
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Сторінка 127 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Сторінка 171 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Сторінка 207 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Сторінка 181 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Сторінка 141 - 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 13 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Сторінка 125 - 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 4 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our Infant REDEEMER is laid.
Сторінка 10 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn. So breaks on the traveller, faint, and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
Сторінка 206 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But, in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all...