Sunshine in Life: Poems for the King's DaughtersPutnam, 1891 - 405 страници |
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... Heart . Sunbeams . Peace . Listening for God . The Petrified Fern . If We Had but a Day . In Prison . Foreheads . • The King's Daughter . Two Pictures .. • Thomas B. Aldrich 314 Thomas B. Aldrich 315 W. H. Venable 315 Celia Thaxter 319 ...
... Heart . Sunbeams . Peace . Listening for God . The Petrified Fern . If We Had but a Day . In Prison . Foreheads . • The King's Daughter . Two Pictures .. • Thomas B. Aldrich 314 Thomas B. Aldrich 315 W. H. Venable 315 Celia Thaxter 319 ...
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... am praised now . The praise , therefore , which I have heard , Delights not so my mind , As those things make my heart afeard , Which in myself I find ; And I had rather to be blamed , So I 6 Sunsbine in Lite George Wither.
... am praised now . The praise , therefore , which I have heard , Delights not so my mind , As those things make my heart afeard , Which in myself I find ; And I had rather to be blamed , So I 6 Sunsbine in Lite George Wither.
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... heart upright , Whate'er my deeds do seem ; And righteous rather in Thy sight , Than in the world's esteem . And if aught good appear to be In any act of mine , Let thankfulness be found in me , And all the praise be Thine . LEMUEL'S ...
... heart upright , Whate'er my deeds do seem ; And righteous rather in Thy sight , Than in the world's esteem . And if aught good appear to be In any act of mine , Let thankfulness be found in me , And all the praise be Thine . LEMUEL'S ...
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... its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust , Or flattery soothe the dull , cold ear of death ? Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Home heart once Poems for The King's Daughters 27.
... its mansion call the fleeting breath ? Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust , Or flattery soothe the dull , cold ear of death ? Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Home heart once Poems for The King's Daughters 27.
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Poems for the King's Daughters. Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Home heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed , Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre : But knowledge to their eyes her ...
Poems for the King's Daughters. Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Home heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed , Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre : But knowledge to their eyes her ...
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Страница 87 - Not as the conqueror comes, They, the true-hearted, came ; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear ; They shook the depths of the desert gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard and the sea ; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free...
Страница xii - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than hell to shun, That, more than heaven pursue.
Страница 51 - And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Страница 38 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay ; Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Страница 10 - Lord, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give.
Страница 27 - THE EPITAPH Here rests his head upon the lap of. earth, A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown : Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.
Страница 54 - When Day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of Even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into Heaven — Those hues, that make the Sun's decline So soft, so radiant, LORD ! are Thine.
Страница 176 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Страница 7 - HAIL, holy Light ! offspring of heaven first-born, Or of the Eternal co-eternal beam, May I express thee unblamed ? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate.
Страница 299 - When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.