Half-hours with the Best Poets: Selected Chiefly for Their Moral SentimentW. P. Hazard, 1855 - 216 sider |
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... rings out no more , And vanished her youthful charms ? " With free good will , I shall love her still ! " Thou wilt love her still ? then our dearest one We give to thy loving arms . Remember , no grief has she ever known , Her spirit ...
... rings out no more , And vanished her youthful charms ? " With free good will , I shall love her still ! " Thou wilt love her still ? then our dearest one We give to thy loving arms . Remember , no grief has she ever known , Her spirit ...
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... void of blue , that clouds invest , Appeared a daughter of the realms of rest . Her head a ring of golden glory wore , Her honored hand the sacred volume bore , Her raiment 58 LOVE THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTIANITY . Vision of Piety, PARNELL,
... void of blue , that clouds invest , Appeared a daughter of the realms of rest . Her head a ring of golden glory wore , Her honored hand the sacred volume bore , Her raiment 58 LOVE THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTIANITY . Vision of Piety, PARNELL,
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... ring of stone . And Faith had martyrs in these old high places , The Syrian hill - grove and the Druid's wood , With mother's offering to the Fiend's embraces , Bone of their bone , and blood of their own blood . Red altars kindling ...
... ring of stone . And Faith had martyrs in these old high places , The Syrian hill - grove and the Druid's wood , With mother's offering to the Fiend's embraces , Bone of their bone , and blood of their own blood . Red altars kindling ...
Side 89
... rings , but reliev'd their pain ; The long remember'd beggar was his guest , Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift , now no longer proud , Claim'd kindred there , and had his claims allow'd ; The broken ...
... rings , but reliev'd their pain ; The long remember'd beggar was his guest , Whose beard descending swept his aged breast ; The ruin'd spendthrift , now no longer proud , Claim'd kindred there , and had his claims allow'd ; The broken ...
Side 90
... ring accents whisper'd praise . At church adorn'd with meek and unaffected His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway And fools who came to scoff , remain'd to pray . The service past , around ...
... ring accents whisper'd praise . At church adorn'd with meek and unaffected His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway And fools who came to scoff , remain'd to pray . The service past , around ...
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ABOU BEN ADHEM angels ANONYMOUS beauty behold beneath bless blest bloody tears breast breath bright brother brow CAROLINE FRY charity cheek cheer Christian cold congregation worshipped dark dear deeds doeth all things doth e'er earth ELIHU BURRITT eternal faith Father fearful flower forgive fount of love gentle give glorious glory glow God's GOODWYN BARMBY grace grief hand hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope human JANE TAYLOR Jesus kind kindly Kneel life's light lips live lone look Lord Love's lute lyre MARY HOWITT meek Mercy mind mother Move heart night o'er pain peace pity poor pray prayer pride pure Ring round scorn shame shine sing smile song sorrow soul spirit storms Of passion sweet sweet replies tears tender thee thine THOMAS LODGE thou hast thought toil truth unto virtue voice warm weep wilt words worship wrong
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Side 90 - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
Side 90 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway: And fools who came to scoff', remain'd to pray...
Side 90 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Side 27 - Hail, wedded Love, mysterious law, true source Of human offspring, sole propriety In Paradise of all things common else! By thee adulterous Lust was driven from men Among the bestial herds to range ; by thee, Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure, Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, son, and brother, first were known.
Side 69 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. " He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small ; For the dear God who loveth us He made and loveth all.
Side 205 - And bid new music charm th' unfolding ear; The dumb shall sing, the lame his crutch forego, And leap exulting like the bounding roe. No sigh, no murmur, the wide world shall hear; From every face he wipes off every tear. In adamantine chains shall Death be bound. And hell's grim Tyrant feel th
Side 204 - Aonian maids, Delight no more — O Thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire! Rapt into future times the bard begun: A Virgin shall conceive — a Virgin bear a Son ! From Jesse's root behold a Branch arise Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies: Th' Ethereal Spirit o'er its leaves shall move, And on its top descends the mystic Dove.
Side 204 - Swift fly the years, and rise the expected morn ! Oh spring to light, auspicious Babe, be born ! See Nature hastes her earliest wreaths to bring, With all the incense of the breathing spring: See lofty Lebanon his bead advance, See nodding forests on the mountains dance...
Side 85 - But from that hour forgot the smart, And Peace bound up my broken heart. In prison I saw Him next, condemned To meet a traitor's doom at morn ; The tide of lying tongues I...
Side 89 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.