The Poetical Works of Hemans, Heber, and PollokJ. Grigg, 1833 - 470 sider |
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... light in Ophir's wealthy cave ; Yet yours the lot , in proud contentment blest , Where cheerful labour leads to tranquil rest . No robber rage the ripening harvest knows ; And unrestrained the generous vintage flows : ( 13 ) Nor less ...
... light in Ophir's wealthy cave ; Yet yours the lot , in proud contentment blest , Where cheerful labour leads to tranquil rest . No robber rage the ripening harvest knows ; And unrestrained the generous vintage flows : ( 13 ) Nor less ...
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... light , To their loved altars paid a parting groan , 4 In her wide streets the lonely raven bred ,. dering ears The voices of the dead , and songs of other years . Such , the faint echo of departed praise , Still sound Arabia's legendary ...
... light , To their loved altars paid a parting groan , 4 In her wide streets the lonely raven bred ,. dering ears The voices of the dead , and songs of other years . Such , the faint echo of departed praise , Still sound Arabia's legendary ...
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... light that dimly shone , Eclipsed for us in sorrow pale , Pure Image of the Eternal One ! Through shadows of thy mortal veil ! Be ours , oh , King of Mercy ! still To feel thy presence from above , And in thy word , and in thy will , To ...
... light that dimly shone , Eclipsed for us in sorrow pale , Pure Image of the Eternal One ! Through shadows of thy mortal veil ! Be ours , oh , King of Mercy ! still To feel thy presence from above , And in thy word , and in thy will , To ...
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... light , Maker , teacher , infinite , Jesus , hear and save ! Who , when sin's primæval doom Gave creation to the tomb , Didst not scorn a Virgin's womb , Jesus , hear and save ! Strong , Creator , Saviour mild , Humbled to a mortal ...
... light , Maker , teacher , infinite , Jesus , hear and save ! Who , when sin's primæval doom Gave creation to the tomb , Didst not scorn a Virgin's womb , Jesus , hear and save ! Strong , Creator , Saviour mild , Humbled to a mortal ...
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... light ! ' Mid the light spray their snorting camel s stood , Soft fell the eve :-) e : -But , ere the day was done , Tall , waving banners streaked the level sun ; And wide and dark along th ' horizon red , In sandy surge the rising ...
... light ! ' Mid the light spray their snorting camel s stood , Soft fell the eve :-) e : -But , ere the day was done , Tall , waving banners streaked the level sun ; And wide and dark along th ' horizon red , In sandy surge the rising ...
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Side 280 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Side 11 - Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
Side 271 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight, — Where are those dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream is laid, — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade.
Side 11 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! <#irst Sunbag after %ip|rang.— No.
Side 11 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Side 280 - Say, Father, say, If yet my task is done!" He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. "Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!
Side 2 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Side 10 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong; Who follows in His train?
Side 21 - Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom.
Side 264 - There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth.