PoemsC. and E.B. Gill, 1830 - 192 Seiten |
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... , to track the just , Through shades and mysteries lifts a glance of of love , And yet can weep ! -- for Nature so deplores The friend that leaves us , though for happier shores . And one high tone of triumph o'er thy bier , TRIBUTE.
... , to track the just , Through shades and mysteries lifts a glance of of love , And yet can weep ! -- for Nature so deplores The friend that leaves us , though for happier shores . And one high tone of triumph o'er thy bier , TRIBUTE.
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... Weep for your country , for your children weep , -Vengeance , thy fiery wing their race pursued ; Thy thirsty poniard blushed with infant blood . Roused at thy call , and panting still for game , The bird of war , the Latian eagle caine ...
... Weep for your country , for your children weep , -Vengeance , thy fiery wing their race pursued ; Thy thirsty poniard blushed with infant blood . Roused at thy call , and panting still for game , The bird of war , the Latian eagle caine ...
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... , yet neglect mankind ? Why , if the dubious battle own his power , And the red sabre , where he bids , devour , Why then can one the curse of worlds deride , 3 And millions weep a tyrant's single pride ? Thus sadly EUROPE . 33.
... , yet neglect mankind ? Why , if the dubious battle own his power , And the red sabre , where he bids , devour , Why then can one the curse of worlds deride , 3 And millions weep a tyrant's single pride ? Thus sadly EUROPE . 33.
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Reginald Heber. And millions weep a tyrant's single pride ? Thus sadly musing , far my footsteps strayed , Rapt in the visions of the Aonian maid . It was not she , whose lonely voice I hear Fall in soft whispers on my love - lorn ear ...
Reginald Heber. And millions weep a tyrant's single pride ? Thus sadly musing , far my footsteps strayed , Rapt in the visions of the Aonian maid . It was not she , whose lonely voice I hear Fall in soft whispers on my love - lorn ear ...
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... weeping nations curse their deadly skill , Expert in danger , and inured to kill : - But theirs the kindling eye , the strenuous arm ; Theirs the dark cheek , with patriot ardor warm , Unblanched by sluggard ease , or slavish fear , And ...
... weeping nations curse their deadly skill , Expert in danger , and inured to kill : - But theirs the kindling eye , the strenuous arm ; Theirs the dark cheek , with patriot ardor warm , Unblanched by sluggard ease , or slavish fear , And ...
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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.