 | Charles Samuel Stewart - 1832 - 366 страница
...been sweetly brought to sight by the hymn of Moore containing these beautiful lines : " Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom Did not thy wing of love Come...wafting thro' the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds... | |
 | Charles Samuel Stewart - 1833 - 336 страница
...forevermore," been sweetly brought to sight by the hymn of Moore containing these lines : " Oh! who could bear life's stormy doom Did not thy wing of love •...wafting thro' the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, With more than rapture's ray; , Ax darkness shows us... | |
 | Charles Williams - 1833 - 284 страница
...South Sea. True piety has, also, been beautifully exhibited under this figure : — * Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting, through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above . Then sorrow, touched by thee, grows bright, With more... | |
 | 1833 - 548 страница
...winter comes, are flown ; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 Oh! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly waiting thro* the gloom Our peace-branch from above 1 4 Then sorrow toiich'd by tbee, grows bright,... | |
 | Hannah More - 1835 - 272 страница
...e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh, who could bear life's stormy doom. Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom One Peace-Branch from above ! Then sorrow, touch'd by thec, grows bright With more... | |
 | American Tract Society - 1835 - 224 страница
...winter comes, are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting, through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above ? 4 Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, With... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1835 - 440 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by Thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | 1835 - 218 страница
...even the hope, that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanished too, Oh who could bear life's stormy doom, Did not Thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above ! Then sorrow, touch'd by Thee, grows bright With more... | |
 | British and foreign sailors' society - 1845 - 516 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanished too ! R Oh ! who could bear life's stormy doom , Did not thy wing of love, Come brightly wafting through the gloom, Our peace-branch from above ! Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, With more... | |
 | Mourner - 1836 - 242 страница
...the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too ! Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not Thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom, One peace-branch from above. The sorrow touch'd by Thee grows bright, With more... | |
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Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above!' Then sorrow, touched by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day ! • Thomas Moore, 1779—1852. 
