Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].John W. Parker, 1841 |
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... flowers of May , Yet grass is green when flowers do fade away . EDMUND SPENSER . EDMUND SPENSER was born in London about 8 ROBERT SOUTHWELL .
... flowers of May , Yet grass is green when flowers do fade away . EDMUND SPENSER . EDMUND SPENSER was born in London about 8 ROBERT SOUTHWELL .
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... flower of grace ! O glorious morning star ! O lamp of light ! Most lively image of thy father's face , Eternal King of Glory , Lord of Might , Meek Lamb of God before all worlds belight " , How can we thee requite for all this good ? Or ...
... flower of grace ! O glorious morning star ! O lamp of light ! Most lively image of thy father's face , Eternal King of Glory , Lord of Might , Meek Lamb of God before all worlds belight " , How can we thee requite for all this good ? Or ...
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... flowers ? didst not Thou bow Thine easy ear unto the ploughman's vow ? Long might he look , and look , and long in vain Might load his harvest in an empty wain , And beat the woods , to find the poor oak's hungry grain . The swelling ...
... flowers ? didst not Thou bow Thine easy ear unto the ploughman's vow ? Long might he look , and look , and long in vain Might load his harvest in an empty wain , And beat the woods , to find the poor oak's hungry grain . The swelling ...
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... flowers the hallowed floor , Or what should prayer deck with herbs and spice , Her vials breathing orisons of price ? If all must pay that which all cannot pay , Oh ! first begin with me , and Mercy slay , And thy thrice - honoured Son ...
... flowers the hallowed floor , Or what should prayer deck with herbs and spice , Her vials breathing orisons of price ? If all must pay that which all cannot pay , Oh ! first begin with me , and Mercy slay , And thy thrice - honoured Son ...
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... flower that grows , That I may soon unflower your fragrant baskets , To strow the fields with odours where He goes ; Let whatsoe'er He treads on be a rose . So down she lets her eyelids fall to shine Upon the rivers of bright Palestine ...
... flower that grows , That I may soon unflower your fragrant baskets , To strow the fields with odours where He goes ; Let whatsoe'er He treads on be a rose . So down she lets her eyelids fall to shine Upon the rivers of bright Palestine ...
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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...