PoemsC. and E.B. Gill, 1830 - 192 Seiten |
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... the mystic song , Ten thousand thousand saints the strain prolong : ' Worthy the Lamb , omnipotent to save , Who died , who lives , triumphant o'er the grave . ' EUROPE : LINES ON THE PRESENT WAR . WRITTEN IN 28 PALESTINE .
... the mystic song , Ten thousand thousand saints the strain prolong : ' Worthy the Lamb , omnipotent to save , Who died , who lives , triumphant o'er the grave . ' EUROPE : LINES ON THE PRESENT WAR . WRITTEN IN 28 PALESTINE .
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... grave control Rules the fierce workings of the patriot's soul ; She , whose high presence , o'er the midnight oil , With fame's bright promise cheers the student's toil ; That same was she , whose ancient lore refined The sober ...
... grave control Rules the fierce workings of the patriot's soul ; She , whose high presence , o'er the midnight oil , With fame's bright promise cheers the student's toil ; That same was she , whose ancient lore refined The sober ...
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... grave . They bless the call who dared the first withstand The Moslem wasters of their bleeding land , When firm in faith , and red with slaughtered foes , Thy spear - encircled crown , Asturia , rose . Nor these alone ; as loud the war ...
... grave . They bless the call who dared the first withstand The Moslem wasters of their bleeding land , When firm in faith , and red with slaughtered foes , Thy spear - encircled crown , Asturia , rose . Nor these alone ; as loud the war ...
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... well ? Then pity those whose sorrows flow In vain o'er Shipley's empty grave ; — Sailor , thou weep'st : -Indulge thy wo ; Such tears will not disgrace the brave . AN EVENING WALK IN BENGAL . OUR task is done 62 EPITAPH .
... well ? Then pity those whose sorrows flow In vain o'er Shipley's empty grave ; — Sailor , thou weep'st : -Indulge thy wo ; Such tears will not disgrace the brave . AN EVENING WALK IN BENGAL . OUR task is done 62 EPITAPH .
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... grave . I asked if vice could bliss bestow ? Vice boasted loud and well , But fading from her withered brow , The borrowed roses fell . I sought of feeling , if her skill Could soothe the wounded breast ; And found her mourning , faint ...
... grave . I asked if vice could bliss bestow ? Vice boasted loud and well , But fading from her withered brow , The borrowed roses fell . I sought of feeling , if her skill Could soothe the wounded breast ; And found her mourning , faint ...
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Adrastus Alpheus ancient beam beneath blessed blest blood 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 reign rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword Syracusa 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 89 - They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain : O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train.
Seite 88 - T^'HE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : 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 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 126 - Lo, the lilies of the field, How their leaves instruction yield ! Hark to Nature's lesson, given By the blessed birds of heaven ! Every bush and tufted tree Warbles sweet philosophy : — " Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow : God provideth for the morrow...
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 74 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light, Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night. May Thine angel guards defend us, Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This live-long night.
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. 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 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 82 - So, in the last and dreadful day, When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again : Hosanna ! Lord ! Hosanna in the highest ! SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT.