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Sivu 5
... feet , Some gift of such rare blessedness , some joy so strangely sweet , That my lips can only tremble with the thanks I cannot speak . O restful , blissful ignorance ! ' Tis blessed not to know , It keeps me quiet in those arms which ...
... feet , Some gift of such rare blessedness , some joy so strangely sweet , That my lips can only tremble with the thanks I cannot speak . O restful , blissful ignorance ! ' Tis blessed not to know , It keeps me quiet in those arms which ...
Sivu 14
... feet . Therefore I tell you , watch By the light of the evening star , When the room is growing dusky As the clouds afar Let the door be on the latch In your home , For it may be through the gloaming I will come ! ' It may be when the ...
... feet . Therefore I tell you , watch By the light of the evening star , When the room is growing dusky As the clouds afar Let the door be on the latch In your home , For it may be through the gloaming I will come ! ' It may be when the ...
Sivu 20
... feet to lave , Then lay before him all thou hast . Allow No cloud of passion to usurp thy brow , Or mar thy hospitality , no wave Of mortal tumult to obliterate Thy soul's marmoreal calmness . Grief should be Like joy , majestic ...
... feet to lave , Then lay before him all thou hast . Allow No cloud of passion to usurp thy brow , Or mar thy hospitality , no wave Of mortal tumult to obliterate Thy soul's marmoreal calmness . Grief should be Like joy , majestic ...
Sivu 41
... feet the tyrant placed his head , And instantaneously was thrust to hell . Oriental , tr . by W. R. Alger . A palace may unfold its gates , And show its gilded halls , While at the gates no gladness waits , No joyful footstep falls . A ...
... feet the tyrant placed his head , And instantaneously was thrust to hell . Oriental , tr . by W. R. Alger . A palace may unfold its gates , And show its gilded halls , While at the gates no gladness waits , No joyful footstep falls . A ...
Sivu 60
... feet aglow , Are easier of ascent- The Shepherd leads in love : we rest content . L. S. Upham . 299. BEREAVEMENT . Lessons of THERE is no flock , however watch'd and tended , But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside , howsoe'er ...
... feet aglow , Are easier of ascent- The Shepherd leads in love : we rest content . L. S. Upham . 299. BEREAVEMENT . Lessons of THERE is no flock , however watch'd and tended , But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside , howsoe'er ...
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angels art thou beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss breast breath bright calm Charles Wesley Christ clouds dark death deeds deep divine doth dream Dryden dust earth Eliza Cook eternal evermore eyes fair faith fear feel flowers give glorious glory God's grace grave grief hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honour hope hour immortal Jesus Joanna Baillie King labour life's light live look Lord Madame Guyon man's mercy mind Mirror for Magistrates mortal ne'er never night o'er pain pass'd passion peace pleasure poison'd Pollok poor praise prayer pride rest round Shakespeare shine sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars strife sweet tears tempest thee Thine things Thou art thou hast thought throne toil truth Twas unto vex'd virtue voice wait weary weep wings wisdom words youth
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Sivu 106 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled...
Sivu 499 - 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...
Sivu 603 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Sivu 105 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke, How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How...
Sivu 314 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Sivu 105 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Sivu 513 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Sivu 460 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will, for a' that, That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Sivu 526 - When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as the conqueror comes, . They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear — They shook the depths of the desert's gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free.
Sivu 374 - Some fragment from his dream of human life Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart...