Poetic Prism, Or, Original and Reflected Rays from Modern Verse Sacred and SeriousRobert Northmore Greville Maclachlan, Stewart, & Company, 1848 - 404 psl. |
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... heart Which lists its teachings . From the crowd apart , My spirit oft with it shall converse hold Of life and death , eternity and time ; God's judgments witness in its depths sublime , His mercies in its sand ; till more and more From ...
... heart Which lists its teachings . From the crowd apart , My spirit oft with it shall converse hold Of life and death , eternity and time ; God's judgments witness in its depths sublime , His mercies in its sand ; till more and more From ...
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... heart was raised " Who measureth the waters in his hand : Whose power , whose wisdom , though all thought above , Are yet both lost in His Almightier love ! V. " And there was no more sea ! " Rest for the weary ! what so sweet as rest ...
... heart was raised " Who measureth the waters in his hand : Whose power , whose wisdom , though all thought above , Are yet both lost in His Almightier love ! V. " And there was no more sea ! " Rest for the weary ! what so sweet as rest ...
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... heart With kindly word or sigh , Thine hour of comfort now is past , And sympathy herself at last Will languish , faint , and die . Yet to one ever - listening ear The weakest sigh of faith is dear , Nor will be lost in air ; Far less ...
... heart With kindly word or sigh , Thine hour of comfort now is past , And sympathy herself at last Will languish , faint , and die . Yet to one ever - listening ear The weakest sigh of faith is dear , Nor will be lost in air ; Far less ...
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... heart shall be blest ; Where the surge of this long - troubling ocean no more Shall deprive the worn spirit of rest . Where no care for the past , and no fear for the morrow , Shall oppress earth's tired wanderers - welcomed , for ...
... heart shall be blest ; Where the surge of this long - troubling ocean no more Shall deprive the worn spirit of rest . Where no care for the past , and no fear for the morrow , Shall oppress earth's tired wanderers - welcomed , for ...
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... heart , to be unmov'd , The poet's star - tuned harp to sweep— The senate's shout to patriot vows- The monarch's crown , to light the brows ? " He giveth His beloved sleep ! " What do we give to our belov❜d ? A little faith , all ...
... heart , to be unmov'd , The poet's star - tuned harp to sweep— The senate's shout to patriot vows- The monarch's crown , to light the brows ? " He giveth His beloved sleep ! " What do we give to our belov❜d ? A little faith , all ...
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Poetic Prism, Or, Original and Reflected Rays from Modern Verse Sacred and ... Robert Northmore Greville Visos knygos peržiūra - 1848 |
Poetic Prism, Or, Original and Reflected Rays from Modern Verse Sacred and ... Robert Northmore Greville Visos knygos peržiūra - 1848 |
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banner of Heaven beam beauty beneath BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow child Christ clouds crown dark dead dear death deep divine doth dwell E'en earth earthly ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal faint fair faith Father fear feel flowers FRANCES BROWN friends gaze glorious glory glow grace grief H. F. LYTE hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour Jesus Jesus wept life's light live look Lord mercy morn mother mourn N. P. WILLIS ne'er neath night o'er pain pass'd path peace praise pray prayer rest Saviour seek shine sigh sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars stream strong to save sweet tears tears in Heaven thee thine things THOMAS DALE thou art thou hast thought throne tomb Twas unto voice weary weep wept wild word
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20 psl. - Sleep soft, beloved !" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep. But never doleful dream again. Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His beloved, sleep.
395 psl. - BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the Heaven...
183 psl. - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
236 psl. - IT is a place where poets crowned may feel the heart's decaying ; It is a place where happy saints may weep amid their praying ; Yet let the grief and humbleness as low as silence languish : Earth surely now may give her calm to whom she gave her anguish.
107 psl. - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled ; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where He was once a child.
26 psl. - TREAD softly! bow the head — In reverent silence bow ! No passing bell doth toll; Yet an immortal soul Is passing now. Stranger, however great, With lowly reverence bow! There's one in that poor shed — One by that paltry bed — Greater than thou.
107 psl. - I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
254 psl. - UP to the throne of God is borne The voice of praise at early morn, And he accepts the punctual hymn Sung as the light of day grows dim. Nor will he turn his ear aside From holy offerings at noontide. Then here reposing let us raise A song of gratitude and praise.
183 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...