New Cyclopaedia of Poetical Illustrations: Adapted to Christian Teaching: Embracing Poems, Odes, Legends, Lyrics, Hymns, Sonnets, Extracts, EtcW.C. Palmer, 1872 - 696 Seiten |
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... never could grow strong : And wouldst thou do one duty to His mind , The imposer's - over - burdened thou shalt ask , And own thy need of grace to help , ere long . R. C. Trench . 93. ALLUREMENTS , Earthly . O streams of earthly love ...
... never could grow strong : And wouldst thou do one duty to His mind , The imposer's - over - burdened thou shalt ask , And own thy need of grace to help , ere long . R. C. Trench . 93. ALLUREMENTS , Earthly . O streams of earthly love ...
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... never known . But every eye was bent Upon the Saviour , as He stood amongst The apostolic group , and lifted up [ rose , No wind , no car , no cherubim of fire His hands and bless'd them , and in blessing Ministrant , in His Father's ...
... never known . But every eye was bent Upon the Saviour , as He stood amongst The apostolic group , and lifted up [ rose , No wind , no car , no cherubim of fire His hands and bless'd them , and in blessing Ministrant , in His Father's ...
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... never , Sunshine that gildeth the beautiful hills , Just over the banks of a crystal river . Beautiful rest for the ... never , never could fill this ! Oriental . 191. AVARICE , Misery of . And greedy avarice by him did ride Upon a ...
... never , Sunshine that gildeth the beautiful hills , Just over the banks of a crystal river . Beautiful rest for the ... never , never could fill this ! Oriental . 191. AVARICE , Misery of . And greedy avarice by him did ride Upon a ...
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... never call retreat ; He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment - seat : Oh ! be swift , my soul , to ... never thought to ask ; I never knew , But in my simple ignorance suppose The self - same Power that brought me there ...
... never call retreat ; He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment - seat : Oh ! be swift , my soul , to ... never thought to ask ; I never knew , But in my simple ignorance suppose The self - same Power that brought me there ...
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... never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us , and a sleep Full of sweet dreams , and health and quiet breathing . John Keats . 213. BEAUTY , Lost . Beauty is but vain and doubtful good , A shining glass , that ...
... never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us , and a sleep Full of sweet dreams , and health and quiet breathing . John Keats . 213. BEAUTY , Lost . Beauty is but vain and doubtful good , A shining glass , that ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
angels bear beauty beneath blessed bliss blood breath bright bring clouds comes cross crown dark dead death deep divine doth dream dust earth England eternal face fair faith fall Father fear feel fire flowers forever give glory gold grace grave hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour human Jesus John King land leave light live look Lord lost mind mortal nature never night o'er once pain pass peace pleasure poor praise prayer rest rise round shine sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stand stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought throne true truth turn voice wait waves weary wind wings young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 107 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Seite 57 - Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart: As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Seite 383 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Seite 555 - This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept,...
Seite 106 - Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Seite 442 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Seite 610 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Seite 383 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Seite 17 - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Seite 230 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds, And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.