Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern AuthorsSampson Low, Marston, Low, & Searle, 1866 - 288 psl. |
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... rest , heav'n move , and fountains flow . Nothing we see , but means our good , As our delight , or as our treasure . The whole is either our cupboard of food Or cabinet of pleasure . The stars have us to bed ; Night draws the curtain ...
... rest , heav'n move , and fountains flow . Nothing we see , but means our good , As our delight , or as our treasure . The whole is either our cupboard of food Or cabinet of pleasure . The stars have us to bed ; Night draws the curtain ...
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... rest was soft and bright . By chance my eye fell on the stream How many a marvellous power Sleeps in us - sleeps , and doth not dream ! This knew I in that hour . For then my heart , so full of strife , No more was in me stirred ; My ...
... rest was soft and bright . By chance my eye fell on the stream How many a marvellous power Sleeps in us - sleeps , and doth not dream ! This knew I in that hour . For then my heart , so full of strife , No more was in me stirred ; My ...
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... Upon an Indian tree , Whose leaves fantastic take their rest , Or motion , from the sea ; For , ever there the sea - winds go With sun - lit paces to and fro . The tropic flowers looked up to it , The tropic 16 NATURE .
... Upon an Indian tree , Whose leaves fantastic take their rest , Or motion , from the sea ; For , ever there the sea - winds go With sun - lit paces to and fro . The tropic flowers looked up to it , The tropic 16 NATURE .
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... rest , And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest . Thou'rt gone , the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given , And shall not soon ...
... rest , And scream among thy fellows ; reeds shall bend Soon o'er thy sheltered nest . Thou'rt gone , the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form ; yet on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given , And shall not soon ...
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... rest , Wait calmly till the year was done . When any bird upon thy bough Alighted , thou didst gently yield Thy branch - to show her where and how A linnet's nest might lie concealed : Glad wert thou when the boastful mate Hung ...
... rest , Wait calmly till the year was done . When any bird upon thy bough Alighted , thou didst gently yield Thy branch - to show her where and how A linnet's nest might lie concealed : Glad wert thou when the boastful mate Hung ...
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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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