The poetical monitor: consisting of pieces select and original [ed. by E. Hill].1819 |
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... Soon bleak December's piercing air , Shall mock his want of timely care , And chill his vital pow'rs . Like the dull Drone shall he , who throws Away what Providence bestows , Feel the pinching hand of need ; While they , whose care is ...
... Soon bleak December's piercing air , Shall mock his want of timely care , And chill his vital pow'rs . Like the dull Drone shall he , who throws Away what Providence bestows , Feel the pinching hand of need ; While they , whose care is ...
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... soon be past ; ' Tis dying ev'ry day ; But do thy hopes make equal haste ? Or negligence betray ? Do they more strong and lively grow , And make more pure from sin ? Give more contempt of things below , Create more peace within ; Oh ...
... soon be past ; ' Tis dying ev'ry day ; But do thy hopes make equal haste ? Or negligence betray ? Do they more strong and lively grow , And make more pure from sin ? Give more contempt of things below , Create more peace within ; Oh ...
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... soon plung'd it in the tide . Ah ! foolish kite , thou had'st no wing ; How could'st thou fly without a string ? My heart replied , O LORD , I see How much this kite resembles me ; Forgetful that by Thee I stand , Impatient of thy ...
... soon plung'd it in the tide . Ah ! foolish kite , thou had'st no wing ; How could'st thou fly without a string ? My heart replied , O LORD , I see How much this kite resembles me ; Forgetful that by Thee I stand , Impatient of thy ...
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... ' tis air - drest dream , That time will soon destroy . # Hours , days , months , years , impetuous fly , Like meteors darting through the sky , And must return no more ; " Know , my young Friend , that moments fled 68.
... ' tis air - drest dream , That time will soon destroy . # Hours , days , months , years , impetuous fly , Like meteors darting through the sky , And must return no more ; " Know , my young Friend , that moments fled 68.
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... soon its prospect ends ; Yet on that day's uncertain date , Eternity depends . Yet equal to our being's aim The space to virtue giv❜n ; And ev'ry minute well improv'd , Secures an age in Heav'n . THOUGHTS IN A GARDEN . NO longer lies ...
... soon its prospect ends ; Yet on that day's uncertain date , Eternity depends . Yet equal to our being's aim The space to virtue giv❜n ; And ev'ry minute well improv'd , Secures an age in Heav'n . THOUGHTS IN A GARDEN . NO longer lies ...
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Страница 38 - WAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve, •'*• And press with vigor on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey : Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3...
Страница 132 - twere always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hapless woe ; But sure with patience I can bear A loss I ne'er can know. Then let not what I cannot have My cheer of mind destroy : Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, Although a poor blind boy.
Страница 25 - Lives again our glorious King, Where, O death, is now thy sting...
Страница 88 - Fair, distant land! could mortal eyes But half its charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more ! 3 No cloud those blissful regions know — Realms ever bright and fair! For sin, the source of mortal woe, Can never enter there.
Страница 15 - It gently clear'd my way; And through the pleasing snares of vice, More to be fear'd than thev.
Страница 26 - This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue. Ten thousand differing lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings, To nations yet unborn.
Страница 71 - SEE the leaves around us falling, Dry and wither'd to the ground ; Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, In a sad and solemn sound...
Страница 16 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ, Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Страница 13 - All that Spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that liberal Autumn pours From her rich o'erflowing stores. These to Thee, my God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow ; And for these my soul shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Страница 14 - WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise...