Five Minutes: Daily Readings of PoetryWhittaker, 1883 |
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... fear to see ; But I ask Thee for a present mind Intent on pleasing Thee . I ask Thee for a thoughtful love , Through constant watching wise , To meet the glad with joyful smiles , And to wipe the weeping eyes : And a heart at leisure ...
... fear to see ; But I ask Thee for a present mind Intent on pleasing Thee . I ask Thee for a thoughtful love , Through constant watching wise , To meet the glad with joyful smiles , And to wipe the weeping eyes : And a heart at leisure ...
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... fears , And water it beforehand with our tears- Vain tears for that which never may arrive : Meanwhile the joy whereby we ought to live , Neglected or unheeded , disappears . Wiser it were to welcome and make ours Whate'er of good , tho ...
... fears , And water it beforehand with our tears- Vain tears for that which never may arrive : Meanwhile the joy whereby we ought to live , Neglected or unheeded , disappears . Wiser it were to welcome and make ours Whate'er of good , tho ...
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... fear not Death , its pains , its strife , Its weakness - these belong to life : Death is the moment when they cease , When Christ says " Come , " and all is peace . Once , in the silence of the night , A maiden lay with smiles of light ...
... fear not Death , its pains , its strife , Its weakness - these belong to life : Death is the moment when they cease , When Christ says " Come , " and all is peace . Once , in the silence of the night , A maiden lay with smiles of light ...
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... fear they'll force me to make bread of stones . My life they prize at such a slender rate , That in my absence they draw bills of hate , To prove the king a traytor to the State . Felons obtain more privilege than I , They are allow'd ...
... fear they'll force me to make bread of stones . My life they prize at such a slender rate , That in my absence they draw bills of hate , To prove the king a traytor to the State . Felons obtain more privilege than I , They are allow'd ...
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... fear ; All to myself assigned of tribulation , Or to beloved ones , than self more dear ! All pensive memories , as I journey on , Longings for vanished smiles and voices gone ! Thou knowest all the future , gleams of gladness By 42 ...
... fear ; All to myself assigned of tribulation , Or to beloved ones , than self more dear ! All pensive memories , as I journey on , Longings for vanished smiles and voices gone ! Thou knowest all the future , gleams of gladness By 42 ...
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A. H. CLOUGH angels beatific beauty behold beneath bird blessed breast breath bright calm canst CHARLES KINGSLEY child Christ CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Church clouds dark Dctober dead dear death deep divine doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes fair fear feel flowers friends GEORGE ELIOT glory God's golden Golden Legend grace grave grief hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven Hesperides holy hope hour Inchcape Rock J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW King leaves life's light live look LORD HOUGHTON March month MATTHEW ARNOLD mind morning ne'er never night o'er pain passion peace praise pray prayer rest rose shine sigh silence sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spring stars sweet tears thee thine things Thou art thought thro tree unto voice waves weep WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings words youth
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Страница 103 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace ; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired...
Страница 102 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Страница 120 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Страница 27 - When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made.
Страница 76 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Страница 127 - Everything did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone: She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. 'Fie, fie, fie...
Страница 256 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul, While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Страница 221 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Страница 260 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man. His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer and his will to serve.