The Gem book of poesie, by the author of 'The ancient poets and poetry of England'.1846 - 160 страници |
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... Hear our Prayer . . ( Martin ) 108 . ( Martin ) 109 . ( Dutch Anthology ) 111 . ( Knowles ) 112 114 . ( Martin ) 116 Peace of Mind .. . ( Wesley ) 118 Charity . ( Barbauld ) 119 The Dying Christian to his Soul . .. ( Pope ) 120 Life in ...
... Hear our Prayer . . ( Martin ) 108 . ( Martin ) 109 . ( Dutch Anthology ) 111 . ( Knowles ) 112 114 . ( Martin ) 116 Peace of Mind .. . ( Wesley ) 118 Charity . ( Barbauld ) 119 The Dying Christian to his Soul . .. ( Pope ) 120 Life in ...
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... hear Thine awful thunders roll . If on the morning's darting ray With matchless speed I rode , And flew to the wide lonely shore , That bounds the ocean's flood ; Thither thine hand , all present God , Must guide the wond'rous way , And ...
... hear Thine awful thunders roll . If on the morning's darting ray With matchless speed I rode , And flew to the wide lonely shore , That bounds the ocean's flood ; Thither thine hand , all present God , Must guide the wond'rous way , And ...
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... hear Bright harmony from every starry sphere ; Nor at thy presence brake the voice of song From all the cherub choirs , and seraphs ' burning lyres Pour'd through the host of heaven the charmed clouds along . One angel troop the strain ...
... hear Bright harmony from every starry sphere ; Nor at thy presence brake the voice of song From all the cherub choirs , and seraphs ' burning lyres Pour'd through the host of heaven the charmed clouds along . One angel troop the strain ...
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... hears above , " Our Father " ever watches us With all a father's love . He prayeth most who feareth most To do an evil thing , And to the right against the might Courageously will cling . He prayeth best who beareth best All earthly ...
... hears above , " Our Father " ever watches us With all a father's love . He prayeth most who feareth most To do an evil thing , And to the right against the might Courageously will cling . He prayeth best who beareth best All earthly ...
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... hear thy mighty tempests , calling out From cloud to cloud , to magnify thy power In deeds sublime and glorious : we see The golden sun march on in pageantry Of light , from year to year , from age to age , Pouring his vivifying smile ...
... hear thy mighty tempests , calling out From cloud to cloud , to magnify thy power In deeds sublime and glorious : we see The golden sun march on in pageantry Of light , from year to year , from age to age , Pouring his vivifying smile ...
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art thou BARRY CORNWALL beam beauty beneath bird blaze bless bliss bloom blossom bosom breast breath bright brow calm charm cheer clouds dark dear death deep delight divine dost doth dread earth ELIZA COOK eternal fade fair faith feel fire flowers gaze gloom glorious glory glow golden slumber green hast hath heart heaven heaven's gate heavenly HERBERT KNOWLES holy hope horned owl hour HYMN light live look Lord loved thee lyre MARTIN MARY HOWITT mighty morn mountain nature Nature's night o'er peace perfect law praise prayer pride pure rapture rose round seraph shade shine sigh silent sing skies SKYLARK sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars storm sublime sweet tears tempest tender thine things thou art thoughts throne tree Twas unto voice wave Weep wild winds wings
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Страница 10 - Dark-heaving ; — boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Страница 24 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Страница 2 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
Страница 124 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear...
Страница 26 - So live that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take. His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams...
Страница 41 - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite.
Страница 3 - Into a sober pleasure ; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies...
Страница 2 - And ye five other wandering fires, that move In mystic dance not without song, resound His praise, who out of darkness call'd up light. Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Страница 15 - Are not the mountains, waves and skies a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them?
Страница 164 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.