New Cyclopaedia of Poetical Illustrations: Adapted to Christian Teaching: Embracing Poems, Odes, Legends, Lyrics, Hymns, Sonnets, Extracts, EtcW.C. Palmer, 1872 - 696 psl. |
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... prayer . The plate of gold which crowns his brows His holiness describes ; His breast displays in shining rows The names of all the tribes . With the atoning blood he stands Before the mercy - seat ; And clouds of incense from his hands ...
... prayer . The plate of gold which crowns his brows His holiness describes ; His breast displays in shining rows The names of all the tribes . With the atoning blood he stands Before the mercy - seat ; And clouds of incense from his hands ...
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... Prayer for the . Come , Lord , and tarry not : Bring the long - looked - for day , Oh why these years of waiting here , These ages of delay ? Come , for thy saints still wait ; Daily ascends their sigh ; The Spirit and the Bride say ...
... Prayer for the . Come , Lord , and tarry not : Bring the long - looked - for day , Oh why these years of waiting here , These ages of delay ? Come , for thy saints still wait ; Daily ascends their sigh ; The Spirit and the Bride say ...
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... prayer : Thus armed , when Satan sees us , He'll tremble and despair . John Newton . 147. ART , Impression of . Art may tell a truth Obliquely , do the thing shall breed the thought , [ ate word . Nor wrong the thought , missing the ...
... prayer : Thus armed , when Satan sees us , He'll tremble and despair . John Newton . 147. ART , Impression of . Art may tell a truth Obliquely , do the thing shall breed the thought , [ ate word . Nor wrong the thought , missing the ...
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... prayer ? Senseless as herds that graze their hallow'd graves , Tread under foot their agonies and groans ? Frustrate their anguish , and destroy their deaths ? Edward Young . 226. BEREAVEMENT , Faith in . In hope of that immortal crown ...
... prayer ? Senseless as herds that graze their hallow'd graves , Tread under foot their agonies and groans ? Frustrate their anguish , and destroy their deaths ? Edward Young . 226. BEREAVEMENT , Faith in . In hope of that immortal crown ...
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... prayer . Their images , the relics of the wrack , Torn from the naked poop , are tided back By the wild waves , and rudely thrown ashore , Lie impotent ; nor can themselves restore . The vessel sticks and shows her open side , And on ...
... prayer . Their images , the relics of the wrack , Torn from the naked poop , are tided back By the wild waves , and rudely thrown ashore , Lie impotent ; nor can themselves restore . The vessel sticks and shows her open side , And on ...
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angels bear beauty beneath blessed bliss blood breath bright bring clouds comes cross crown dark dead death deep divine doth dream dust earth England eternal face fair faith fall Father fear feel fire flowers forever give glory gold grace grave hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour human Jesus John King land leave light live look Lord lost mind mortal nature never night o'er once pain pass peace pleasure poor praise prayer rest rise round shine sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stand stars stream sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought throne true truth turn voice wait waves weary wind wings young
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107 psl. - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
57 psl. - Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart: As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
383 psl. - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene one step enough for me.
555 psl. - This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept,...
106 psl. - Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
442 psl. - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
610 psl. - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
383 psl. - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
17 psl. - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
230 psl. - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds, And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.