PoemsC. and E.B. Gill, 1830 - 192 Seiten |
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... night The torch of heaven diffused its friendly light : Not , when fierce Conquest urged the onward war And hurled stern Canaan from his iron car : Nor , when five monarchs led to Gibeon's fight , In rude array , the harnessed Amorite ...
... night The torch of heaven diffused its friendly light : Not , when fierce Conquest urged the onward war And hurled stern Canaan from his iron car : Nor , when five monarchs led to Gibeon's fight , In rude array , the harnessed Amorite ...
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... night o'er- spread , Thou sickening sun , so dark , so deep , so red , Ye hov'ring ghosts , that throng the starless air , Why shakes the earth ? why fades the light ? declare . Are those his limbs , with ruthless scourges torn ? His ...
... night o'er- spread , Thou sickening sun , so dark , so deep , so red , Ye hov'ring ghosts , that throng the starless air , Why shakes the earth ? why fades the light ? declare . Are those his limbs , with ruthless scourges torn ? His ...
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Reginald Heber. Nor sun nor moon they need , -nor day , nor night ; God is their temple , and the Lamb their light . And shall not Israel's sons exulting come , Hail the glad beam , and claim their ancient home ? On David's throne shall ...
Reginald Heber. Nor sun nor moon they need , -nor day , nor night ; God is their temple , and the Lamb their light . And shall not Israel's sons exulting come , Hail the glad beam , and claim their ancient home ? On David's throne shall ...
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... night each sparkling bayonet , Still memory told how Austria's evil hour Had felt on Praga's field a Frederic's power , And Gallia's vaunting train , and Mosco's horde , Had fleshed the maiden steel of Brunswic's sword . O ! yet , I ...
... night each sparkling bayonet , Still memory told how Austria's evil hour Had felt on Praga's field a Frederic's power , And Gallia's vaunting train , and Mosco's horde , Had fleshed the maiden steel of Brunswic's sword . O ! yet , I ...
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... night - prowling wolf , or felon bear ; The bull's hoarse rage in dreadful sport to mock , And meet with single sword his bellowing shock . Each martial chant they know , each manly rhyme , Rude , ancient lays of Spain's heroic time ...
... night - prowling wolf , or felon bear ; The bull's hoarse rage in dreadful sport to mock , And meet with single sword his bellowing shock . Each martial chant they know , each manly rhyme , Rude , ancient lays of Spain's heroic time ...
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Adrastus Alpheus ancient Asturia beam beneath blessed blest blood bore bounteous bower brave breast bright bright promise brow chariot cherub coral strand coursers Cronian crown dare dark dead death Didst dread dwell E'en earth Edom falchion fame fear feeble fiery flame flood flower Freedom's glorious glory gods grave Greece harp hast hath heart hill holy hope Hosanna hour Israel Jesus Jove joy in heaven king Laius Latian light Lord lyre mercy mortal mourn muse nature's night numbers o'er ocean pale Pisa's pomp praise prayer pride proud Psaumis race rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword tears Thebes thee Theron's thine throne thunder toil tomb tower train tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wild wing world is grown wreath yonder youth zeal
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Seite 88 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save: Like Him, with pardon on his tongue In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train?
Seite 139 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Seite 95 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Seite 68 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Seite 112 - Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see, Only thou art holy, there is none beside thee,. Perfect in power, in love, and...
Seite 143 - BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven. 2 Their names are graven on the stone, Their bones are in the clay ; And ere another day is done, Ourselves may be as they.
Seite 81 - Hosanna, Lord, thine angels cry; Hosanna, Lord, thy saints reply ; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound ; Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Seite 82 - But chiefest in our cleansed breast, Eternal bid Thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest!
Seite 142 - BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom th.e words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead ; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed ; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Seite 93 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?