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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... When fairest visions come To lure thy spirit to a path of flowers , Binding the exile from a heavenly home , To dwell a lingerer in unholy bowers ; Strong in His strength who burst the bonds of sin POETIC PRISM . 47 Lady Flora Hastings,
... When fairest visions come To lure thy spirit to a path of flowers , Binding the exile from a heavenly home , To dwell a lingerer in unholy bowers ; Strong in His strength who burst the bonds of sin POETIC PRISM . 47 Lady Flora Hastings,
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... , waking memory to a second birth , We may , untroubled , trace the path we trod , And having vainly sought for rest on earth , May find it in the bosom of our God . ( Original . ) SONNET TO THE MOON . - 56 POETIC PRISM .
... , waking memory to a second birth , We may , untroubled , trace the path we trod , And having vainly sought for rest on earth , May find it in the bosom of our God . ( Original . ) SONNET TO THE MOON . - 56 POETIC PRISM .
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... , as they tread the path you trod , May picture your existence on a far - off heavenly shore , And speak of you as one not " lost , " but only " gone before . " So may you die , that when your death to POETIC PRISM . 67.
... , as they tread the path you trod , May picture your existence on a far - off heavenly shore , And speak of you as one not " lost , " but only " gone before . " So may you die , that when your death to POETIC PRISM . 67.
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... path to the tomb . He heard the sound of the angels ' harps , As he passed up the Golden Street , But his place was before the Saviour's throne , For there his redeemed ones meet . He needed not to be told the note Which was sung by the ...
... path to the tomb . He heard the sound of the angels ' harps , As he passed up the Golden Street , But his place was before the Saviour's throne , For there his redeemed ones meet . He needed not to be told the note Which was sung by the ...
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... path Upon the east lay pleasant Galilee . Forth from the city came the pitying crowd ; Followed the stricken mourner . They came near The place of burial , and with straining hands Closer upon her breast she grasped the pall , And with ...
... path Upon the east lay pleasant Galilee . Forth from the city came the pitying crowd ; Followed the stricken mourner . They came near The place of burial , and with straining hands Closer upon her breast she grasped the pall , And with ...
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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...