Sacred and Household Poetry: Gathered from the Highways and BywaysMoulton & Clark, 1858 - 224 стор. |
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... hour , 211 My God , I know too well that I must die , 32 Musing of all my Father's love , 37 My feet are worn and weary with the march , 100 Mother , watch the little feet , 102 " Mama , " a little maiden said , 192 Mysterious Night ...
... hour , 211 My God , I know too well that I must die , 32 Musing of all my Father's love , 37 My feet are worn and weary with the march , 100 Mother , watch the little feet , 102 " Mama , " a little maiden said , 192 Mysterious Night ...
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... hour , 218 Though I be poor , yet I will make hard shift , 212 When on my pillowed couch , I lay , 26 When once thy ... hours , 219 Whatever passes as a cloud , between 217 Whence , oh sweet Spring , whence does thy balmy air , 215 Ye ...
... hour , 218 Though I be poor , yet I will make hard shift , 212 When on my pillowed couch , I lay , 26 When once thy ... hours , 219 Whatever passes as a cloud , between 217 Whence , oh sweet Spring , whence does thy balmy air , 215 Ye ...
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... latter rain ! The earth is thine the summer earth , Fresh with the dews , with sunshine bright With golden clouds in evening hours , With singing birds 20 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY . Little Lucy and her Song, 81 Pilgrim Songs, 83.
... latter rain ! The earth is thine the summer earth , Fresh with the dews , with sunshine bright With golden clouds in evening hours , With singing birds 20 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY . Little Lucy and her Song, 81 Pilgrim Songs, 83.
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Gathered from the Highways and Byways Elizabeth Dana. With golden clouds in evening hours , With singing birds , and balmy flowers , Creatures of beauty and delight . The earth is thine - thy creature , man ! Thine are all worlds , all ...
Gathered from the Highways and Byways Elizabeth Dana. With golden clouds in evening hours , With singing birds , and balmy flowers , Creatures of beauty and delight . The earth is thine - thy creature , man ! Thine are all worlds , all ...
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... Hours fly for years , nor growing age Lacks here its monitory stage . Morn , from thy hand's renewing power , Brings me , as from the womb again , Fresh as the babe in natal hour , Unsoiled as 26 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY .
... Hours fly for years , nor growing age Lacks here its monitory stage . Morn , from thy hand's renewing power , Brings me , as from the womb again , Fresh as the babe in natal hour , Unsoiled as 26 SACRED AND HOUSEHOLD POETRY .
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abide angels art thou awake and sing beams beauty beneath blessed blest bliss blossoms fall breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES MACKAY CHARLES WESLEY cheer child cloud crown dark dear Dear Mary death divine doth earth earthly eternal eyes faith Father fear flowers gloom glory grace grave grief hath hear heaven Heaven's gate heavenly holy hope hour HYMN Jesus life's light live lonely Lord mercy Moab mother Nearer to Thee neath never night o'er pain path of sorrow peace praise pray prayer prayerless bed rapture rest rise sacred Saviour seraph shalt shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song sorrow spirit stars sweet tears tell thine thorn thou art thou hast thought throne thy love thy name thy soul tis Thou toil tree Twas unto wandering weary weep wings wondrous word
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Сторінка 138 - tis Love! Thou diedst for Me, I hear Thy Whisper in my Heart. The Morning breaks, the Shadows flee: Pure UNIVERSAL LOVE Thou art, To me, to All Thy Bowels move, Thy Nature, and Thy Name is LOVE.
Сторінка 68 - So Moses the servant of the LORD died there in the land of Moab, according to the word of the LORD. And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Beth-peor: but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.
Сторінка 200 - neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus, with the host of heaven, came, And lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Сторінка 70 - Along the emblazoned wall. This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword ; This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced, with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men.
Сторінка 141 - O ! th" exceeding grace Of highest God that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed Angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe...
Сторінка 206 - NOT in the solitude Alone may man commune with Heaven, or see Only in savage wood And sunny vale, the present Deity ; Or only hear his voice Where the winds whisper and the waves rejoice. Even here do I behold Thy steps, Almighty ! — here, amidst the crowd, Through the great city rolled, With everlasting murmur deep and loud — Choking the ways that wind 'Mongst the proud piles, the work of human kind.
Сторінка 45 - What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
Сторінка 70 - But when the warrior dieth. His comrades in the war, With arms reversed and muffled drum. Follow his funeral car. They show the banners taken. They tell his battles won, And after him lead his masterless steed. While peals the minute gun.
Сторінка 99 - Tis not for man to trifle ! Life is brief, And sin is here. Our age is but the falling of a leaf, A dropping tear. We have no time to sport away the hours, All must be earnest in a world like ours.
Сторінка 139 - Contented now upon my thigh I halt, till life's short journey end; All helplessness, all weakness, I On thee alone for strength depend, Nor have I power from thee to move; Thy nature and thy name is Love.