A collection of poems on divine and moral subjects, selected from various authors by W. GilesWilliam Giles (didactic writer) 1775 |
Между кориците на книгата
Резултати 1 - 5 от 35.
Страница 28
... Saviour and the God ! Redemption ! oh thou beauteous mystic plan ! Thou falutary fource of life to man ! What tongue can speak thy comprehenfive grace ! What thoughts thy depths unfathomable trace ! When loft in fin our ruin'd nature ...
... Saviour and the God ! Redemption ! oh thou beauteous mystic plan ! Thou falutary fource of life to man ! What tongue can speak thy comprehenfive grace ! What thoughts thy depths unfathomable trace ! When loft in fin our ruin'd nature ...
Страница 39
... SAVIOUR , like the theme , divine ! While thus I bow the heart , and bend the knee , And look with ardent love , my God , to thee , Bid unbelief forfake this doubting breast , And reign triumphant my indulgent guest . Ere the great Fiat ...
... SAVIOUR , like the theme , divine ! While thus I bow the heart , and bend the knee , And look with ardent love , my God , to thee , Bid unbelief forfake this doubting breast , And reign triumphant my indulgent guest . Ere the great Fiat ...
Страница 40
... Saviour taught . " Should mean difdain or infolence of pride , " Vex thee with curfes , or with fcoffs deride ; " Should thy fierce foe , with never - ceafing ftrife , " Fix the deep wound , and perfecute thy life , " Yet then , e'en ...
... Saviour taught . " Should mean difdain or infolence of pride , " Vex thee with curfes , or with fcoffs deride ; " Should thy fierce foe , with never - ceafing ftrife , " Fix the deep wound , and perfecute thy life , " Yet then , e'en ...
Страница 41
... Saviour , Lord of life and love , Hear my faint voice , oh hear it , and approve . To thee my lab'ng foul can only raise Imperfect thoughts , and impotence of praise . At fight of thee her pow'rs diffolve away , And faint beneath th ...
... Saviour , Lord of life and love , Hear my faint voice , oh hear it , and approve . To thee my lab'ng foul can only raise Imperfect thoughts , and impotence of praise . At fight of thee her pow'rs diffolve away , And faint beneath th ...
Страница 43
... nerve fhould join , each faculty rejoice To praise the SAVIOUR with its strongest voice ! I'd rouze the CHERUB with my ardent song , And light fresh fire upon a SERAPH's tongue ! My matin praises should begin the day , And end I My [ 43 ]
... nerve fhould join , each faculty rejoice To praise the SAVIOUR with its strongest voice ! I'd rouze the CHERUB with my ardent song , And light fresh fire upon a SERAPH's tongue ! My matin praises should begin the day , And end I My [ 43 ]
Често срещани думи и фрази
æther almighty behold bleffings bleft blifs bofom boundleſs breaſt bright cauſe ceaſe celeſtial croud dæmon darkneſs death defcends defire diftant diſplay divine dread duft earth eaſe endleſs eternal ev'n eyes facred fafe fame fate fave fenfe fhade fhall fhine fight filent fing firſt fkies flain fome fons foon forrow foul ftill ftreams ftrife fuch fwell glory goodneſs grace hafte hand heart heaven heavenly himſelf hope juftice juſt laft laſt light loft Lord Margate mind moſt mourn muft muſt nature's Nineveh o'er paffions pain pleaſe pleaſure praiſe pride purſue raiſe reafon reft rife riſe SAMUEL BOYSE SAVIOUR ſcene ſee ſenſe ſhall ſhare ſhine ſhould ſkies ſky ſmile ſpeak ſpread ſpring ſtand ſtate ſtill ſweet thee thefe theſe thine thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand thro throne waſte whence whofe whoſe wiſdom wiſh
Популярни откъси
Страница 292 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Страница 289 - Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor. The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour: — The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Страница 293 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Страница 288 - Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, , The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed.
Страница 139 - The swain in barren deserts with surprise Sees lilies spring, and sudden verdure rise ; And starts, amidst the thirsty wilds to hear New falls of water murmuring in his ear. On rifted rocks, the dragon's late abodes, The green reed trembles, and the bulrush nods.
Страница 55 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Страница 290 - Some village-Hampden, that with dauntlefs breaft The little Tyrant of his fields withftood; Some mute inglorious Milton here may reft, Some Cromwell guiltlefs of his country's blood.. Th' applaufe of lift'ning fenates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to defpife, To fcatter plenty o'er a fmiling land, And read their...
Страница 58 - Slow creaking turns the door with jealous care, And half he welcomes in the shivering pair...
Страница 288 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Страница 56 - Now sunk the sun ; the closing hour of day Came onward, mantled o'er with sober...