A bridal gift, by the editor of 'A parting gift to a Christian friend'.1848 |
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... ! By men and saints adored , Who gavest thy protection To Cana's nuptial board ; May such thy bounties ever To wedded love be shown ; And no rude hand dissever Whom thou hast linked in one . HEBER . TRUE LOVE . THERE is a love - it lasts ...
... ! By men and saints adored , Who gavest thy protection To Cana's nuptial board ; May such thy bounties ever To wedded love be shown ; And no rude hand dissever Whom thou hast linked in one . HEBER . TRUE LOVE . THERE is a love - it lasts ...
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... hand . If we continue to love and study each other's temporal and spiritual welfare , it is a gift we must daily receive from Him . However sincere and properly regulated our affections for each other may be for one day , yet if the ...
... hand . If we continue to love and study each other's temporal and spiritual welfare , it is a gift we must daily receive from Him . However sincere and properly regulated our affections for each other may be for one day , yet if the ...
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... CLAYTON . * * * WOMAN , a gift He would bestow , When He designed a Paradise below ; The richest earthly boon His hands afford , Deserves to be beloved , but not adored ! COWPER . THE BRIDAL . E f ADGA WITHIN the sacred fane 18.
... CLAYTON . * * * WOMAN , a gift He would bestow , When He designed a Paradise below ; The richest earthly boon His hands afford , Deserves to be beloved , but not adored ! COWPER . THE BRIDAL . E f ADGA WITHIN the sacred fane 18.
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... know , should be her care , If e'er she hopes on earth one peaceful hour to share ! Fair Bride ! the die is cast , and thou must stand Its utmost hazard ; never may the heart That now is pledged , together with thy hand , 24.
... know , should be her care , If e'er she hopes on earth one peaceful hour to share ! Fair Bride ! the die is cast , and thou must stand Its utmost hazard ; never may the heart That now is pledged , together with thy hand , 24.
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Bridal gift. That now is pledged , together with thy hand , Repent the love it trusted ; may thy part , Through all life's future scenes , be bright as now , Nor deeper shades of care veil that unwrinkled brow . * * * * What are all the ...
Bridal gift. That now is pledged , together with thy hand , Repent the love it trusted ; may thy part , Through all life's future scenes , be bright as now , Nor deeper shades of care veil that unwrinkled brow . * * * * What are all the ...
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angelic train angels azure skies beauty beloved BISHOP KEN blessing blest bliss breath Bride bright brow calm cerned charms Christ Christian comfort companion COWPER darkness reigns dear death delight divine domestic dwell earth earthly endearing eng eng eng eternal fade fair faith fear feel flowers fraught friendship gentle GEOFFRY CRAYON glory go with thee grace grave grief hand happiness hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour husband husbands and wives JEREMY TAYLOR joyous kindred LADY land leal leave life's light look Lord love's marriage Mary mind ne'er never o'er panions praise prayer rapture scene seek share shine sigh smile song sorrow soul storms sunshine sweet tears tell tender thine thing thou art thought thy spirit tie that binds TIGHE union unschooled voice wedded ween weep wife wilt thou Woman's Love world unknown youth
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Side 58 - BELIEVE me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to change by to-morrow, and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still.
Side 125 - Mary! Thy spirits have a fainter flow, I see thee daily weaker grow— Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more; My Mary!
Side 92 - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Side 107 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Side 125 - Thy silver locks, once auburn bright, Are still more lovely in my sight Than golden beams of orient light, My Mary! For could I view nor them nor thee, What sight worth seeing could I see? The sun would rise in vain for me, My Mary! Partakers of thy sad decline, Thy hands their little force resign; Yet, gently prest, press gently mine, My Mary!
Side 124 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more, My Mary ! For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil The same kind office for me still, Thy sight now seconds not thy...
Side 59 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.
Side 65 - Unmixed with drops of bitter, which neglect Or temper sheds into thy crystal cup ; Thou art the nurse of virtue. In thine arms She smiles, appearing, as in truth she is, Heaven-born and destined to the skies again.
Side 127 - No, there is a voice from the tomb sweeter than song. There is a remembrance of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living.
Side 127 - No, the love which survives the tomb is one of the noblest attributes of the soul. If it has its woes, it has likewise its delights ; and when the overwhelming burst of grief is calmed into the gentle tear of recollection — when the sudden anguish and the convulsive agony over the present ruins of all that we most loved is softened away into pensive meditation on all that it was in the days of its loveliness — who would root out such a sorrow from the heart...