Quiet Hours: A Collection of PoemsRoberts Brothers, 1884 |
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... breast with searching balm . So , firm in steadfast hope , in thought secure , In full accord to all Thy world of joy , May I be nerved to labors high and pure , And Thou Thy child to do Thy work employ . In one , who walked on earth a ...
... breast with searching balm . So , firm in steadfast hope , in thought secure , In full accord to all Thy world of joy , May I be nerved to labors high and pure , And Thou Thy child to do Thy work employ . In one , who walked on earth a ...
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... Are fastened upwardly to mine ! ) Soft falls their chant as on the nest Beneath the sunny zone ; For love that stirred it in their breast Has not aweary grown , And ' neath the city's shade can keep The well 14 QUIET HOURS .
... Are fastened upwardly to mine ! ) Soft falls their chant as on the nest Beneath the sunny zone ; For love that stirred it in their breast Has not aweary grown , And ' neath the city's shade can keep The well 14 QUIET HOURS .
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... breast . Still , still with Thee ! as , to each new - born morning , A fresh and solemn splendor still is given , So doth this blessed consciousness , awaking , Breathe , each day , nearness unto Thee and Heaven When sinks the soul ...
... breast . Still , still with Thee ! as , to each new - born morning , A fresh and solemn splendor still is given , So doth this blessed consciousness , awaking , Breathe , each day , nearness unto Thee and Heaven When sinks the soul ...
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... breast , Whose love enfolding like the night Brings quietude and rest , Glimpse of the fairer life to be , In foretaste here possessed ! From aimless wanderings we come , From drifting to and fro ; The wave of being mingles deep Amid ...
... breast , Whose love enfolding like the night Brings quietude and rest , Glimpse of the fairer life to be , In foretaste here possessed ! From aimless wanderings we come , From drifting to and fro ; The wave of being mingles deep Amid ...
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... Thee ? And if there be a weight upon my breast , Some vague impression of the day foregone , Scarce knowing what it is , I fly to Thee , And lay it down . Or if it be the heaviness that comes In token 42 QUIET HOURS . A •
... Thee ? And if there be a weight upon my breast , Some vague impression of the day foregone , Scarce knowing what it is , I fly to Thee , And lay it down . Or if it be the heaviness that comes In token 42 QUIET HOURS . A •
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abide ALFRED TENNYSON ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH beauty behold blessed blest breast breath bright calm CHARLES TURNER child clouds dark dear death deep divine doth dream earth eternal eyes fair faith Father fear feet flowers Gerhard Tersteegen gleams gloom God's grief happy Hartley Coleridge hath hear heart heaven Henry Vaughan holy hope hour HYMN Jean Ingelow JOHN JOHN HENRY NEWMAN JOHN KEBLE JOHN MILTON life's light live look Lord MATTHEW ARNOLD morning never night o'er pain Paul Flemming PAUL GERHARDT peace praise pray prayer quiet Rector Potens rest round secret shadow shalt shine sight silent sing sleep smile sorrow soul spirit stars strife sweet tender Thee Thine things Thou art thou content thou dost Thou hast Thou wilt thought Thy hand Thy love Thyself toil trust truth unto voice wait wandered weary Whate'er WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings
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7 psl. - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way?
29 psl. - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
69 psl. - 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.
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127 psl. - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
201 psl. - EARTH has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
88 psl. - Light, amid the encircling gloom, ••— ' Lead Thou me on ! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on ! Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me.
45 psl. - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!
176 psl. - They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear.
46 psl. - The task, in smoother walks to stray ; But thee I now would serve more strictly if I may. Through no disturbance of my soul, Or strong...