Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern AuthorsSampson Low, Marston, Low, & Searle, 1866 - 288 psl. |
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... 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 of music clear and deep . And love , that keeps the music , fills With 18 NATURE .
... 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 of music clear and deep . And love , that keeps the music , fills With 18 NATURE .
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... regret , but present song And lasting thankfulness , And very soon to break away , Like types , in purer things than they . I will have hopes that cannot fail , For flowers C 2 LESSONS . 19 And love, that keeps the music, fills ...
... regret , but present song And lasting thankfulness , And very soon to break away , Like types , in purer things than they . I will have hopes that cannot fail , For flowers C 2 LESSONS . 19 And love, that keeps the music, fills ...
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... ; Since he to whom I gave my sheep Leaves them for other men to keep . " Then the saint's eyes grew dim with tears He knelt his Master's feet to kiss- " I vexed my heart with faithless fears ; Pardon 68 DOMINE , QUO VADIS ?
... ; Since he to whom I gave my sheep Leaves them for other men to keep . " Then the saint's eyes grew dim with tears He knelt his Master's feet to kiss- " I vexed my heart with faithless fears ; Pardon 68 DOMINE , QUO VADIS ?
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... keep Our secret in our heart . EVIDENCES OF J. H. NEWMAN . RELIGION . YE who would build the Churches of the Lord ! See that ye make the western portals low : Let no one enter who disdains to bow . High Truths profanely gazed at ...
... keep Our secret in our heart . EVIDENCES OF J. H. NEWMAN . RELIGION . YE who would build the Churches of the Lord ! See that ye make the western portals low : Let no one enter who disdains to bow . High Truths profanely gazed at ...
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... keep the rest , But keep them with repining restlessness : Let him be rich and weary , that at least If goodness lead him not , yet weariness May toss him to My breast . GEORGE HERBERT . FIVE SONNETS FROM " WITHIN AND WITHOUT . " I. I 2 ...
... keep the rest , But keep them with repining restlessness : Let him be rich and weary , that at least If goodness lead him not , yet weariness May toss him to My breast . GEORGE HERBERT . FIVE SONNETS FROM " WITHIN AND WITHOUT . " I. I 2 ...
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A. H. CLOUGH angels beauty behold beneath blessed blest breast breath bright brow BURBIDGE calm CHARLES TURNER child Child is Father CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds COVENTRY PATMORE dark DAVID GRAY dear death deep divine doth dream E. B. BROWNING earth eternal eyes face faith fear feet flowers FREDERICK TENNYSON GEORGE MACDONALD giveth His beloved glory God's golden grief hand happy hath hear heart Heaven heavenly holy hope hour J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW light live look Lord love thee MATTHEW ARNOLD nest night o'er pain peace pray prayer rest Ring ROBERT BROWNING round shade shine silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars strife sweet tears tender thine things Thou art Thou dost thou hast thought toil tree truth unto voice weary weep WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE wind wings WORDSWORTH
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