Thoughts on wheels. The climbing boy's soliloquies. Songs of Zion, being imitations of the Psalms. Narratives. Tributary poems. Miscellaneous poemsSorin & Ball, 1845 |
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... Birth - Day 285 • On Finding the Feathers of a Linnet scattered on the Ground Occasional Ode for the Anniversary of the Royal British System of Education 288 290 Departed Days : A Rhapsody 291 The Bible 294 The Wild Rose 295 The Time ...
... Birth - Day 285 • On Finding the Feathers of a Linnet scattered on the Ground Occasional Ode for the Anniversary of the Royal British System of Education 288 290 Departed Days : A Rhapsody 291 The Bible 294 The Wild Rose 295 The Time ...
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... birth or wedding - day gifts , saved them for their children's thrift - pots , or laid them up against a rainy day for family wants or sickness . With these they came to buy hope , and I sold them disappointment ! —It was this very ...
... birth or wedding - day gifts , saved them for their children's thrift - pots , or laid them up against a rainy day for family wants or sickness . With these they came to buy hope , and I sold them disappointment ! —It was this very ...
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... birth A statue fallen from heaven to earth : The goddess here is best design'd , -A flimsy harlot , bold and blind ; Invisible to standers - by , And yet in everybody's eye ! FORTUNE her name ; -a gay deceiver , Cheat as she may , the ...
... birth A statue fallen from heaven to earth : The goddess here is best design'd , -A flimsy harlot , bold and blind ; Invisible to standers - by , And yet in everybody's eye ! FORTUNE her name ; -a gay deceiver , Cheat as she may , the ...
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... birth , A naked , helpless , weeping child ; -And such are born to thrones on earth , - On such hath every mother smiled . My equal he will be again , Down in that cold , oblivious gloom , Where all the prostrate ranks of men Crowd ...
... birth , A naked , helpless , weeping child ; -And such are born to thrones on earth , - On such hath every mother smiled . My equal he will be again , Down in that cold , oblivious gloom , Where all the prostrate ranks of men Crowd ...
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... birth , Brothers and sisters none ; Ah ! what to me is all this earth Where I am only one ? I wake and see the morning shine , And all around me gay ; But nothing I behold is mine , No , not the light of day ; — No , not the very breath ...
... birth , Brothers and sisters none ; Ah ! what to me is all this earth Where I am only one ? I wake and see the morning shine , And all around me gay ; But nothing I behold is mine , No , not the light of day ; — No , not the very breath ...
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age to age amidst art thou beauty behold bellis perennis beneath beneath the sky bird birth bless bliss blood bloom bosom breast breath bright clouds cried darkness dead dear death dream dust earth eternity evanescent face fear fire fix'd flame fled flowers foes gloom glory grace grave GREENLAND grief hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hope hour Jehovah King land light living look'd Lord lyre mercy mind moon Morna morning mother's mountains Nature's never night numbers o'er ocean Paradise peace praise prayer PSALM rapture rest rose round seem'd shade Sheffield shine sight sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stand star star by star storm sweet tears tempest thee thine thou thought throne tomb trembling truth turn'd Twas vale voice wake weep wild wind wing youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 75 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Seite 421 - So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne,
Seite 345 - I gave him all ; he blessed it, brake, And ate; but gave me part again; Mine was an angel's portion then; For, while I fed with eager haste, That crust was manna to my taste.
Seite 235 - Once, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man — and who was he ? Mortal, howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee.
Seite 235 - Alternate triumphed in his breast; His bliss and woe, a smile, a tear ! Oblivion hides the rest. The bounding pulse, the languid limb, The changing spirits' rise and fall, We know that these were felt by him, For these are felt by all.
Seite 363 - THE bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade when all things rest : — In lark and nightingale we see What honor hath humility. 2 When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus...
Seite 347 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Seite 65 - Confesses he has none. 428. 7s. M. 6 1. The Soul panting for God. 1 As the hart, with eager looks, Panteth for the water-brooks, So my soul, athirst for thee, Pants the living God to see ; When, O when, with filial fear, Lord, shall I to thee draw near ? 2 Why art thou cast down, my soul ? God, thy God, shall make thee whole : Why art thou disquieted ? God shall lift thy fallen head, And his countenance benign Be the saving health of thine.
Seite 342 - Thrice welcome, little English flower! My mother-country's white and red, In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread: Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in a grain of earth, Strange as a spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprang to birth.
Seite 76 - And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth : Before Him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go, And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow.