Songs of the Soul, Derived from the Writings of British, Continental, and Transatlantic Authors, Ancient and Modern1856 - 609 страница |
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... alas ! unknowable . I look abroad among thy works - the sky , Vast , distant , glorious with its world of suns- Life - giving earth , and ever - moving main 10 SONGS OF THE SOUL ; A noonday hymn A pledge for the pure in heart.
... alas ! unknowable . I look abroad among thy works - the sky , Vast , distant , glorious with its world of suns- Life - giving earth , and ever - moving main 10 SONGS OF THE SOUL ; A noonday hymn A pledge for the pure in heart.
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... be fraught with fate , look on thine and live ? Nor human eye may Welcome the penalty ! let that come now , Which soon or late must come . For light like this Who would not dare to die ? Peace ! my FROM MINES OF THOUGHT . 11.
... be fraught with fate , look on thine and live ? Nor human eye may Welcome the penalty ! let that come now , Which soon or late must come . For light like this Who would not dare to die ? Peace ! my FROM MINES OF THOUGHT . 11.
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... Look up to heaven ! the industrious sun Already half his race hath run : He cannot halt nor go astray , But our immortal spirits may . Lord ! since his rising in the east , If we have faltered or transgressed , Guide from thy love's ...
... Look up to heaven ! the industrious sun Already half his race hath run : He cannot halt nor go astray , But our immortal spirits may . Lord ! since his rising in the east , If we have faltered or transgressed , Guide from thy love's ...
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... looks on me Perhaps with greater pity than I felt To see thee wandering darkling on thy way . But let me quit this melancholy spot , And roam where nature gives a parting smile . As yet the blue - bells linger on the sod That copes the ...
... looks on me Perhaps with greater pity than I felt To see thee wandering darkling on thy way . But let me quit this melancholy spot , And roam where nature gives a parting smile . As yet the blue - bells linger on the sod That copes the ...
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... all bring pain to thee , my child ! And oh , if even their grace and goodness meet Cold looks and careless greetings , how will all The latent evil yet undisciplined In their young timid souls FROM MINES OF THOUGHT . 19.
... all bring pain to thee , my child ! And oh , if even their grace and goodness meet Cold looks and careless greetings , how will all The latent evil yet undisciplined In their young timid souls FROM MINES OF THOUGHT . 19.
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adore angels ANON beams beauty behold beneath blessed blest bliss blossom breast breath bright brow child clouds crown dark death deep divine dost doth e'en earth earthly EDWARD YOUNG eternal fair faith Father fear FELICIA HEMANS flame flowers FRANCIS QUARLES gaze gentle glorious glory God's grace hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY HART MILMAN HENRY VAUGHAN HENRY W Here's love holy hope hour hymn immortal JOHN KEBLE let thy life's light live Lord MATTHEW PRIOR mercy morning night o'er peace praise prayer pure rest ROBERT POLLOK round sacred Saviour shade shalt shine silent sing skies sleep smile soft song Songs of praise sorrow soul spirit stars sweet swelling tears thee thine THOMAS FLATMAN thou art thoughts throne Thy name tongue unto voice wave weary WILLIAM COWPER winds wings
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Страница 521 - 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 532 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course; nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid, with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Страница 117 - God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Страница 177 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Страница 190 - 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 178 - On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Страница 363 - 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 sear. 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 113 - 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 th...
Страница 380 - The indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a friend, and with his blood ; The couch of time ; care's balm and bay ; The week were dark, but for thy light. Thy torch doth show the way.
Страница 178 - Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix, And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our Great Maker still new praise.