Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern AuthorsSampson Low, Marston, Low, & Searle, 1866 - 288 psl. |
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... in our best and most earnest hours , and what has , therefore , most to do with those spiritual realities which constitute the only true life . And if , amongst the pieces included , there are some which reflect a mood of sadness , or.
... in our best and most earnest hours , and what has , therefore , most to do with those spiritual realities which constitute the only true life . And if , amongst the pieces included , there are some which reflect a mood of sadness , or.
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... true divine life and light . There are other poems , too , which will be more helpful and will seem more true to some minds than to others , according to their spiritual needs ; and I have purposely avoided applying any very rigid ...
... true divine life and light . There are other poems , too , which will be more helpful and will seem more true to some minds than to others , according to their spiritual needs ; and I have purposely avoided applying any very rigid ...
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... true inner life of Nature and of Man , of Earth and of Heaven . The difficulty has been , as might be supposed , not to find materials for such a book , but how to select from the treasures which lie open to choose from . I have omitted ...
... true inner life of Nature and of Man , of Earth and of Heaven . The difficulty has been , as might be supposed , not to find materials for such a book , but how to select from the treasures which lie open to choose from . I have omitted ...
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... to wandering men : Give true hearts but earth and sky , And some flowers to bloom and die , Homely scenes and simple views , Lowly thoughts may best infuse . See the soft green willow springing Where the waters gently LESSONS . 21.
... to wandering men : Give true hearts but earth and sky , And some flowers to bloom and die , Homely scenes and simple views , Lowly thoughts may best infuse . See the soft green willow springing Where the waters gently LESSONS . 21.
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... pour upon the world a flood Of harmony , with instinct more divine ; Type of the wise who soar , but never roam ; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! WORDSWORTH . IN THE SHADOWS . DIE down , O dismal day 44 NATURE .
... pour upon the world a flood Of harmony , with instinct more divine ; Type of the wise who soar , but never roam ; True to the kindred points of Heaven and Home ! WORDSWORTH . IN THE SHADOWS . DIE down , O dismal day 44 NATURE .
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A. H. CLOUGH angels beauty beloved beneath blessed blest breast breath bright brow BURBIDGE calm CHARLES TURNER child CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds COVENTRY PATMORE dark DAVID GRAY dear death deep divine doth dream E. B. BROWNING earth eternal eyes face fair faith fear feet FELICIA HEMANS flowers FREDERICK TENNYSON GEORGE MACDONALD 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 morn nest night o'er peace pray prayer rest Ring ROBERT BROWNING round shadows shine sigh 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 thro toil tree truth unto voice weary weep WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE wind wings WORDSWORTH
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