The Guardian, Bind 6–7 |
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When young and haply pure as thou , I look'd and pray'd like thee - but now- ' He hung his head - each nobler aim And hope and feeling , which had slept From boyhood's hour , that instant came Fresh o'er him , and he wept he wept !
When young and haply pure as thou , I look'd and pray'd like thee - but now- ' He hung his head - each nobler aim And hope and feeling , which had slept From boyhood's hour , that instant came Fresh o'er him , and he wept he wept !
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appear beautiful become believe blessed body bring called cause character child Christ Christian church comes dark dead death deep desire early earth EDITOR evil eyes fact faith fall father fear feel feet flowers friends fruit give grace grave grow hand happy hear heart heaven holy hope hour human influence interest Jesus kind labor land leaves light living look Lord means mind mother nature never night once passed person poor present reach readers received regard rest seems seen side soon soul speak spirit stand sweet things thou thought thousand tree true truth turn voice whole young youth
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Side 167 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature, not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Side 57 - For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet. I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me. They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
Side 167 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Side 321 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
Side 203 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Side 208 - I SAID, I will take heed to my ways, that I sin not with my tongue : I will keep my mouth with a bridle, while the wicked is before me.
Side 242 - As they ministered to the Lord, and fasted, the Holy Ghost said, Separate me Barnabas and Saul for the work whereunto I have called them. And when they had fasted and prayed, and laid their hands on them, they sent them away.
Side 326 - Seeing then that all these things shall be dissolved, what manner of persons ought ye to be in all holy conversation and godliness...
Side 201 - One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, Do not fear an armed band ; One will fade as others greet thee ; Shadows passing through the land.
Side 37 - O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which killest the prophets, and stonest them that are sent unto thee; how often would I have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wings, and ye would not!