The jewel, sacred, domestic, narrative and lyrical poems selected from eminent authors by T. Sloper1839 |
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Side 7
... dread omnipotent array ; And not by thunders strew'd Was thy tempestuous road ; Nor indignation burnt before thee on thy way . But thee , a soft and naked child , Thy mother , undefiled , In the rude manger laid to rest From off her ...
... dread omnipotent array ; And not by thunders strew'd Was thy tempestuous road ; Nor indignation burnt before thee on thy way . But thee , a soft and naked child , Thy mother , undefiled , In the rude manger laid to rest From off her ...
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... dread ; When silence and slumber rule the hour , And dreams are round the head ; God shall smite the first - born of Egypt's race , The destroyer shall enter each dwelling - place- Shall enter and choose his dead . " To your homes ...
... dread ; When silence and slumber rule the hour , And dreams are round the head ; God shall smite the first - born of Egypt's race , The destroyer shall enter each dwelling - place- Shall enter and choose his dead . " To your homes ...
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... dread- The youth by his living brother lies Sightless , and dumb , and dead ! The infant lies cold at its mother's breast , She had kiss'd him alive as she sank to rest , She awakens - his life hath fled ! And shrieks from the palace ...
... dread- The youth by his living brother lies Sightless , and dumb , and dead ! The infant lies cold at its mother's breast , She had kiss'd him alive as she sank to rest , She awakens - his life hath fled ! And shrieks from the palace ...
Side 23
... Dread and awful , Who is he ? By the sun , at noonday pale ; Shivering rocks and rending vale ; By earth , that trembles at his doom , By yon saints , that burst the tomb ; By Eden , promis'd , ere he died , To the felon at his side ...
... Dread and awful , Who is he ? By the sun , at noonday pale ; Shivering rocks and rending vale ; By earth , that trembles at his doom , By yon saints , that burst the tomb ; By Eden , promis'd , ere he died , To the felon at his side ...
Side 36
... dread approaching harm ? I've so often proved , That mercy Why should I fear ' twill be removed ? When faint and worn with pain I lie , His goodness can fresh strength supply ; His mercy easy make my bed , And round my pillow comfort ...
... dread approaching harm ? I've so often proved , That mercy Why should I fear ' twill be removed ? When faint and worn with pain I lie , His goodness can fresh strength supply ; His mercy easy make my bed , And round my pillow comfort ...
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Side 207 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Side 89 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Side 80 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Side 45 - The sire turns o'er, wi' patriarchal grace, The big ha' Bible, ance his father's pride: His bonnet rev'rently is laid aside, His lyart haffets wearing thin an' bare; .Those strains that once did sweet in Zion glide, He wales a portion with judicious care ; And ' Let us worship God !* he says, with solemn air.
Side 156 - OFT I had heard of Lucy Gray : And, when I crossed the wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary child. No mate, no comrade Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor — The sweetest thing that ever grew Beside a human door ! You yet may spy the fawn at play, The hare upon the green ; But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. " To-night will be a stormy night — You to the town must go ; And take a lantern, child, to light Your mother through the snow.
Side 165 - But to us comes no cheering, To Duncan no morrow ! The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest. Fleet foot on the correi, Sage counsel in cumber.
Side 230 - AT the close of the day, when the hamlet is still, And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove, When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill, And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove...
Side 232 - They sin who tell us Love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Side 98 - The Blackbird in the summer trees, The Lark upon the hill, Let loose their carols when they please, Are quiet when they will. " With Nature never do they wage A foolish strife; they see A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free...
Side 95 - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.