The book of birthdays, Брой 339Dean & Son, 1872 - 240 страници |
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... pass away , And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day . Yea , Truth and Justice then Will down return to men , Orbed in a rainbow ; and , like glories wearing , Mercy will sit between , Throned in celestial sheen , With radiant ...
... pass away , And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day . Yea , Truth and Justice then Will down return to men , Orbed in a rainbow ; and , like glories wearing , Mercy will sit between , Throned in celestial sheen , With radiant ...
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... passing through the land . Do not look at life's long sorrow , See how small each moment's pain ; God will help thee , for to - morrow Every day begins again . Every hour that fleets so slowly Has its task to do or bear ; Luminous the ...
... passing through the land . Do not look at life's long sorrow , See how small each moment's pain ; God will help thee , for to - morrow Every day begins again . Every hour that fleets so slowly Has its task to do or bear ; Luminous the ...
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... passing moment's all we rest on . Rest on - for what ? What do we here ? Or why regard the passing year ? Will Time , amused with proverb'd lore , Add to our date one minute more ? A few days may , a few years must , Repose us in the ...
... passing moment's all we rest on . Rest on - for what ? What do we here ? Or why regard the passing year ? Will Time , amused with proverb'd lore , Add to our date one minute more ? A few days may , a few years must , Repose us in the ...
Страница 43
... tears to flow Which thine own hand will dry ! Let all old things be pass'd away With that old fruitless year , And make a new and glorious day My new - born soul to cheer . Let all things now be new to me , And Birthdays of Early Life . 43.
... tears to flow Which thine own hand will dry ! Let all old things be pass'd away With that old fruitless year , And make a new and glorious day My new - born soul to cheer . Let all things now be new to me , And Birthdays of Early Life . 43.
Страница 63
... Pass'd not without tempests rude . Happy who some wholesome suffering Drank e'en at his mother's breast ; Oh ! so rich does sorrow make us , And so poor all joy and rest ! Do not speak of sadden'd childhood , Or of bliss that could not ...
... Pass'd not without tempests rude . Happy who some wholesome suffering Drank e'en at his mother's breast ; Oh ! so rich does sorrow make us , And so poor all joy and rest ! Do not speak of sadden'd childhood , Or of bliss that could not ...
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Страница xxi - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid...
Страница 67 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
Страница 106 - 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 73 - Open the temple gates unto my love, Open them wide that she may enter in, And all the posts adorn as doth behove, And all the pillars deck with garlands trim, For to receive this Saint with honour due, That cometh in to you. With trembling steps, and humble reverence She cometh in, before th' Almighty's view; Of her ye virgins learn obedience, When so ye come into those holy places, To humble your proud faces : Bring her up to th...
Страница 164 - ABIDE with me ; fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Страница 110 - The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see! The Spartan, borne upon his shield, Was not more free. Awake! (not Greece — she is awake!) Awake, my spirit! Think through whom Thy life-blood tracks its parent lake. And then strike home!
Страница xxi - 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 38 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Страница xxi - Ring out, ye crystal spheres! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the bass of Heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Страница 12 - ONE by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall ; Some are coming, some are going ; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.