Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day; including Grahame's Sabbath [&c.] with biogr. notices and critical remarks, by J. JohnstoneJohn Johnstone 1827 |
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... beauty , youth , and grace , Are oft concealed by Pity's closest veil ) , That mix the cup medicinal , that bind The wounds , which ruthless warfare and disease Have to the loathsome lazar - house consigned . Fierce Superstition of the ...
... beauty , youth , and grace , Are oft concealed by Pity's closest veil ) , That mix the cup medicinal , that bind The wounds , which ruthless warfare and disease Have to the loathsome lazar - house consigned . Fierce Superstition of the ...
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... beauty of the plain , compared To that sublimity which reigns enthroned , Holding joint rule with solitude divine , Among yon rocky fells , that bid defiance To steps the most adventurously bold ! There silence dwells profound ; or if ...
... beauty of the plain , compared To that sublimity which reigns enthroned , Holding joint rule with solitude divine , Among yon rocky fells , that bid defiance To steps the most adventurously bold ! There silence dwells profound ; or if ...
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... beauty from JEHOVAH's hand , Creation bloomed ; when Eden's twilight face Smiled like a sleeping babe : the voice divine A holy calm breathed o'er the goodly work : Mildly the sun , upon the loftiest trees , Shed mellowly a sloping beam ...
... beauty from JEHOVAH's hand , Creation bloomed ; when Eden's twilight face Smiled like a sleeping babe : the voice divine A holy calm breathed o'er the goodly work : Mildly the sun , upon the loftiest trees , Shed mellowly a sloping beam ...
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... Beauty's magic smile ; Yes , in that face , unconscious of its charm , I gaze with bliss , unmingled with alarm . Ah , no ! full oft a boding horror flies Athwart my fancy , uttering fateful cries . Almighty Power ! his harmless life ...
... Beauty's magic smile ; Yes , in that face , unconscious of its charm , I gaze with bliss , unmingled with alarm . Ah , no ! full oft a boding horror flies Athwart my fancy , uttering fateful cries . Almighty Power ! his harmless life ...
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... beauty and utility of such an institution as this ; and must see , at the same time , the cruelty of invad- ing this most valuable privilege of the inferior class of man- kind , and breaking in upon that sacred repose , which God ...
... beauty and utility of such an institution as this ; and must see , at the same time , the cruelty of invad- ing this most valuable privilege of the inferior class of man- kind , and breaking in upon that sacred repose , which God ...
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Specimens of Sacred and Serious Poetry, from Chaucer to the Present Day ... John Johnstone Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2016 |
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ABRAHAM COWLEY ANDREW MARVEL angels beams beauty behold BEN JONSON blessed bliss born breast breath bright child clouds Cowper dark dead death deep delight didst died divine doth dread dust earth eternal eyes face fair faith father fear flowers FRANCIS QUARLES GILES FLETCHER give glory grave hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honour humble hymns Isaac Walton King labour Lady light live looks Lord mercy MICHAEL DRAYTON Midian mind morning mother never night o'er pain peace PHINEAS FLETCHER poem poet poetry poor praise prayer rest rise ROBERT HENRYSOUN ROBERT HERRICK Sabbath sacred sacred poet Scotland shade shepherd shine sight sing skies smile song soul spirit spring sweet tears Tell thee thine thing THOMAS LODGE THOMAS PARNELL thou thought tomb truth unto Unwin verse voice wings youth
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Сторінка 371 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Сторінка 421 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Сторінка 482 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest.
Сторінка 111 - Also the sons of the stranger, that join themselves to the Lord, to serve him, and to love the name of the Lord, to be his servants, every one that keepeth the sabbath from polluting it, and taketh hold of my covenant ; even them will I bring to my holy mountain, and make them joyful in my house of prayer...
Сторінка 451 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll, When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! O, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away!
Сторінка 335 - Hark, they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Сторінка 82 - He saith unto him the third time, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me? Peter was grieved because he said unto him the third time, Lovest thou me? And he said unto him, Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee.
Сторінка 420 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Сторінка 110 - And remember that thou wast a servant in the land of Egypt, and that the Lord thy God brought thee out thence through a mighty hand and by a stretched out arm: therefore the Lord thy God commanded thee to keep the sabbath day.
Сторінка 303 - O, source of uncreated light, The Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring, To sanctify us while we sing.