Half-hours with the Best Poets: Selected Chiefly for Their Moral SentimentW. P. Hazard, 1855 - 216 sider |
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... fall If power , and power alone , its feelings did appal ! If then divinest power be truly so , Because its object is to bless ; It follows that all power which man can know , The highest even monarchs can possess Displays alone , their ...
... fall If power , and power alone , its feelings did appal ! If then divinest power be truly so , Because its object is to bless ; It follows that all power which man can know , The highest even monarchs can possess Displays alone , their ...
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... falls , New light and warmth from all around it calls , While awe - struck crowds its course resistless mark ; So , thou , supreme in loveliness and might , By Jesus brought on earth , from heart to heart , Rapidly passing , fillest all ...
... falls , New light and warmth from all around it calls , While awe - struck crowds its course resistless mark ; So , thou , supreme in loveliness and might , By Jesus brought on earth , from heart to heart , Rapidly passing , fillest all ...
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... Falls like a gleam of holiness , Upon my heart to - night . I've not been long away , mother ; Few suns have rose and set Since last the tear drop on thy cheek , My lips in kisses met . ' Tis but a little time , I know , But very long ...
... Falls like a gleam of holiness , Upon my heart to - night . I've not been long away , mother ; Few suns have rose and set Since last the tear drop on thy cheek , My lips in kisses met . ' Tis but a little time , I know , But very long ...
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... falls sad and low ? Wilt thou love her still , when the Summer's siniles On her lips no longer live ? " I will love her still , With right good will ! " Thou wilt love her still ? then our cherished one To thy sheltering arms we give ...
... falls sad and low ? Wilt thou love her still , when the Summer's siniles On her lips no longer live ? " I will love her still , With right good will ! " Thou wilt love her still ? then our cherished one To thy sheltering arms we give ...
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... fall fast , And promise to love her well . ' I will love her still , With right good will ! ' Thou wilt love her still then with peaceful trust We our sobbing sorrows quell . When her father is dead , and the emerald sod Lies soft on ...
... fall fast , And promise to love her well . ' I will love her still , With right good will ! ' Thou wilt love her still then with peaceful trust We our sobbing sorrows quell . When her father is dead , and the emerald sod Lies soft on ...
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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.