Poets in the PulpitSampson, Law, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1880 - 291 страница |
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... book , you will be in danger of missing its higher power as a spiritual fountain . Our Lord's use of texts was peculiar ; He usually took them to illustrate the differences between His own teaching and that of the Old Testament , as in ...
... book , you will be in danger of missing its higher power as a spiritual fountain . Our Lord's use of texts was peculiar ; He usually took them to illustrate the differences between His own teaching and that of the Old Testament , as in ...
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... books , that silently among Our household treasures take familiar places , And are to us as if a living tongue Spake from the printed leaves or pictured faces . Perhaps on earth I never shall behold , With eye of sense , your outward ...
... books , that silently among Our household treasures take familiar places , And are to us as if a living tongue Spake from the printed leaves or pictured faces . Perhaps on earth I never shall behold , With eye of sense , your outward ...
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... book which hold The story still untold ; But without rash conjecture or suggestion , Turn its last leaves , in reverence and good heed , Until " The End " I read . 7 TENNYSON . II . Tennyson . ST . SIMEON STYLITES 32 Poets in the Pulpit .
... book which hold The story still untold ; But without rash conjecture or suggestion , Turn its last leaves , in reverence and good heed , Until " The End " I read . 7 TENNYSON . II . Tennyson . ST . SIMEON STYLITES 32 Poets in the Pulpit .
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... book is the book of nature , and of life . And what he does for one he does for all : one man's inner life is really a thousand inner lives ; he reads them the open secrets of their hearts , by showing them his own ; he and they are no ...
... book is the book of nature , and of life . And what he does for one he does for all : one man's inner life is really a thousand inner lives ; he reads them the open secrets of their hearts , by showing them his own ; he and they are no ...
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... Book . " But Browning must be in the house . " " Browning is our friend ; we take him by the hand ; we feel we can trust him ; he is equally incapable of lying or cajolery . We say to him , you have the brain of juggler ; you have the ...
... Book . " But Browning must be in the house . " " Browning is our friend ; we take him by the hand ; we feel we can trust him ; he is equally incapable of lying or cajolery . We say to him , you have the brain of juggler ; you have the ...
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Страница 21 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Страница 18 - There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Страница 275 - Through the dear might of him that walked the waves ; Where other groves and other streams along, With nectar pure his oozy locks he laves, And hears the unexpressive nuptial song, In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing, in their glory move And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Страница 16 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Страница 237 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright; The bridal of the earth and sky : The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die.
Страница 267 - That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou seest the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Страница 269 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Страница 251 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Страница 180 - 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. If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice.
Страница 271 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around: The idle spear and shield were high up hung; The hooked chariot stood Unstain'd with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the arme'd throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by 51 TT 52 BOOK SECOND.