Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].John W. Parker, 1841 |
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... deep remorse , possess my sinful breast ; Delights , adieu ! I harboured you too long . " CONTENT AND RICH . I DWELL in grace's courts , Enriched with virtue's rights ; Faith guides my wit , love leads my will , Hope all my mind ...
... deep remorse , possess my sinful breast ; Delights , adieu ! I harboured you too long . " CONTENT AND RICH . I DWELL in grace's courts , Enriched with virtue's rights ; Faith guides my wit , love leads my will , Hope all my mind ...
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... deep horror of despairing hell , Him wretch in dole4 would let no longer dwell , But cast out of that bondage to redeem And pay the price , all 5 were his debt extreme . 3 Follow , 4 Sorrow . 5 Although . Out of the bosom of eternal ...
... deep horror of despairing hell , Him wretch in dole4 would let no longer dwell , But cast out of that bondage to redeem And pay the price , all 5 were his debt extreme . 3 Follow , 4 Sorrow . 5 Although . Out of the bosom of eternal ...
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... deep , " The heavens , alas ! too envious are grown , Because our fields thy presence from them keep ; For stones do grow where corn was lately sown ; ( So stooping down he gathered up a stone , ) But thou with corn canst make this ...
... deep , " The heavens , alas ! too envious are grown , Because our fields thy presence from them keep ; For stones do grow where corn was lately sown ; ( So stooping down he gathered up a stone , ) But thou with corn canst make this ...
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... deep and soared most high , Seeking man's powers , have found his weakness such : " Skill comes so slow , and life so fast doth fly , We learn so little and forget so much . " For this the wisest of all mortal men Said , he knew nought ...
... deep and soared most high , Seeking man's powers , have found his weakness such : " Skill comes so slow , and life so fast doth fly , We learn so little and forget so much . " For this the wisest of all mortal men Said , he knew nought ...
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... deep silence drowned ; Here must my labour and my journey cease , By which , in vain , I sought for rest and peace ; But now perceive that man's unquiet mind In all his ways can only darkness find . Here must I starve and die , unless ...
... deep silence drowned ; Here must my labour and my journey cease , By which , in vain , I sought for rest and peace ; But now perceive that man's unquiet mind In all his ways can only darkness find . Here must I starve and die , unless ...
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Страница 247 - The lonely mountains o'er, And the resounding shore, A voice of weeping heard and loud lament ; From haunted spring, and dale Edged with poplar pale, The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Страница 204 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Страница 244 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around ; The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Страница 250 - O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Страница 137 - THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in his train ? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below — He follows in his train.
Страница 245 - That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below ; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep...
Страница 172 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
Страница 25 - Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Страница 270 - My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...
Страница 138 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train...