Our Home Beyond the Tide, and Kindred PoemsEllen E. Miles D. Bryce, 1878 - 224 Seiten |
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... Cold in the clasp of the angel Death , Like the last fair bud of a faded wreath , Whose bloom the white frost nips . Robin , hushed in your downy bed Over the swinging bough , Do you miss her voice from your glad duet , When the dew in ...
... Cold in the clasp of the angel Death , Like the last fair bud of a faded wreath , Whose bloom the white frost nips . Robin , hushed in your downy bed Over the swinging bough , Do you miss her voice from your glad duet , When the dew in ...
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... cold and stiff to - morrow , Never trouble us again , - Would the bright eyes of our darling Catch the frown upon our brow ? Would the print of rosy fingers Vex us then as they do now ? Ah ! these little ice - cold fingers , How they ...
... cold and stiff to - morrow , Never trouble us again , - Would the bright eyes of our darling Catch the frown upon our brow ? Would the print of rosy fingers Vex us then as they do now ? Ah ! these little ice - cold fingers , How they ...
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... cold And deaf to all The tenderness that breathing lips have told ? Doth not God speak in every human call ? Loss is it , from one trusted heart to fall , Though shipwrecked among splendours mani- fold ? Still , in that ample realm ...
... cold And deaf to all The tenderness that breathing lips have told ? Doth not God speak in every human call ? Loss is it , from one trusted heart to fall , Though shipwrecked among splendours mani- fold ? Still , in that ample realm ...
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... cold ? 41 No island where the fragrant blossoms cluster , Where she will love me as she loved of old ? Angels too long I've wandered , wandered blindly ; My bark has been too long upon the sea ; Set the death seal upon my forehead ...
... cold ? 41 No island where the fragrant blossoms cluster , Where she will love me as she loved of old ? Angels too long I've wandered , wandered blindly ; My bark has been too long upon the sea ; Set the death seal upon my forehead ...
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... tears and love and prayer . Seeds that lie unchanged , unquickened Lifeless on the teeming mould ; Seeds that live and grow and flourish When the sower's hand is cold : 96 SOWING SEEDS . By a whisper sow we blessings.
... tears and love and prayer . Seeds that lie unchanged , unquickened Lifeless on the teeming mould ; Seeds that live and grow and flourish When the sower's hand is cold : 96 SOWING SEEDS . By a whisper sow we blessings.
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ALICE CARY ANONYMOUS baby BABY'S beautiful land better land blessed blest bliss bloom blossoms breath bright bright eyes brow cheerful child clouds crown dark darling dead dear death dreams earth earthly eternal evermore eyes fade fair fair city faith feet flowers Galilee gates gathered glad gleam glorious glory glow God's golden gone grief HANAFORD hand hath heart heaven heavenly HELEN HUNT holy hope hour hushed immortal journey Life's lips little hour look loved and lost LUCY LARCOM morning Morning calls mortal mother nearer neath never o'er pain passed path peace PEARLY GATES PHEBE prayer rapture rest river rose-tree round Seeds seraphs shadows shining shore sight silent sing skies smile song sorrow soul spirit starless night strife sunbeams sunset sunshine sweet tears tender thine thou tide to-day toil tread trust unseen voice wait walk watch weary weep
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 149 - Let us be patient! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapors; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Seite 148 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Seite 74 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Seite 176 - Who fathoms the Eternal Thought ? Who talks of scheme and plan ? The Lord is God ! He needeth not The poor device of man. I walk with bare, hushed feet the ground Ye tread with boldness shod ; I dare not fix with mete and bound The love and power of God.
Seite 177 - Not mine to look where cherubim And seraphs may not see. But nothing can be good in him Which evil is in me.
Seite 145 - One sweetly solemn thought Comes to me o'er and o'er ; I am nearer home to-day Than I ever have been before ; Nearer my Father's house, Where the many mansions be ; Nearer the great white throne, Nearer the crystal sea ; Nearer the bound of life, Where we lay our burdens down ; Nearer leaving the cross, Nearer gaining the crown.
Seite 66 - THERE is no death ! The stars go down To rise upon some fairer shore ; And bright in heaven's jeweled crown They shine for evermore.
Seite 98 - They cross the stream, and are gone for aye ; We may not sunder the veil apart That hides from our vision the gates of day. We only know that their barks no more May sail with us o'er life's stormy sea ; Yet somewhere, I know, on the unseen shore, They watch, and beckon, and wait for me.
Seite 98 - Over the river, the boatman pale Carried another — the household pet ; Her brown curls waved in the gentle gale — Darling Minnie!
Seite 32 - Let us gather up the sunbeams, Lying all around our path ; Let us keep the wheat and roses, Casting out the thorns and chaff...