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... Look where he comes ; in this 237 *** ... .... 230 11 ... .... 68 NAY , do not wantonly destroy Nay , shrink not from that word Farewell 239 Next , brave Philotimus in post did ride 124 Next to the captain , coward Deilos .. 126 Night ...
... Look where he comes ; in this 237 *** ... .... 230 11 ... .... 68 NAY , do not wantonly destroy Nay , shrink not from that word Farewell 239 Next , brave Philotimus in post did ride 124 Next to the captain , coward Deilos .. 126 Night ...
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... look serene ; Teach me to fix my ardent hopes on high , And having lived to thee , in thee to die . BOWRING . GREAT All in All ! I bend in dust before Thee , Even so veil'd cherubs bend ; - In calm and still devotion I adore Thee , All ...
... look serene ; Teach me to fix my ardent hopes on high , And having lived to thee , in thee to die . BOWRING . GREAT All in All ! I bend in dust before Thee , Even so veil'd cherubs bend ; - In calm and still devotion I adore Thee , All ...
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... looks down On all that soars ; and spans immensity . YOUNG . O MOST adorable ! most unador'd , Where shall that praise begin , which ne'er should end ? Where'er I turn , what claim on all applause ! How is night's sable mantle labour'd ...
... looks down On all that soars ; and spans immensity . YOUNG . O MOST adorable ! most unador'd , Where shall that praise begin , which ne'er should end ? Where'er I turn , what claim on all applause ! How is night's sable mantle labour'd ...
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... look again It seems thy own calm home , thy crystal shrine , Thy habitation from Eternity ! O dread and silent form ! I gazed upon thee , Till thou , still present to my bodily eye , Didst vanish from my thought . Entranc'd in prayer I ...
... look again It seems thy own calm home , thy crystal shrine , Thy habitation from Eternity ! O dread and silent form ! I gazed upon thee , Till thou , still present to my bodily eye , Didst vanish from my thought . Entranc'd in prayer I ...
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... Looks fairer than above . It is said that the breath of a Traveller , passing over these mountains , will some- times occasion the falling of an Avalanche . Safe on thy banks again I stray The trance of 30 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE .
... Looks fairer than above . It is said that the breath of a Traveller , passing over these mountains , will some- times occasion the falling of an Avalanche . Safe on thy banks again I stray The trance of 30 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE .
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Moral and Sacred Poetry, Selected by T. Willcocks and T. Horton Moral And Sacred Poetry Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2016 |
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Side 232 - 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.
Side 90 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.
Side 83 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory.
Side 182 - Lord, thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away.
Side 118 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Side 216 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Side 19 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Side 164 - Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. Plenteous...
Side 228 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.
Side 176 - Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...