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Charles Feist. Prayer is the burthen of a sigh , The falling of a tear , The upward glancing of the eye , When none but God is near . Prayer is the simplest form of speech , That infant lips can try ; Prayer the sublimest strains that ...
Charles Feist. Prayer is the burthen of a sigh , The falling of a tear , The upward glancing of the eye , When none but God is near . Prayer is the simplest form of speech , That infant lips can try ; Prayer the sublimest strains that ...
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... kiss , alas ! for me . Yet once I had a father dear , A mother too , I wont to prize , With ready hand to wipe the tear , If chanc'd a childish tear to rise : But cause of tears was rarely found ; For all 66 SUMMER FLOWERS .
... kiss , alas ! for me . Yet once I had a father dear , A mother too , I wont to prize , With ready hand to wipe the tear , If chanc'd a childish tear to rise : But cause of tears was rarely found ; For all 66 SUMMER FLOWERS .
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Charles Feist. But cause of tears was rarely found ; For all my heart was youthful glee ; And when the kiss of love went round , How sweet a kiss there was for me ! But ah ! there came a war , they say →→ What is a war I cannot tell ...
Charles Feist. But cause of tears was rarely found ; For all my heart was youthful glee ; And when the kiss of love went round , How sweet a kiss there was for me ! But ah ! there came a war , they say →→ What is a war I cannot tell ...
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... tears was drown'd- Nor merry tale , nor song had she ; And when the hour of night came round , Sad was the kiss she gave to me ; At length the bell again did ring ; There was a victory , they said ; ' Twas what my father said he'd bring ...
... tears was drown'd- Nor merry tale , nor song had she ; And when the hour of night came round , Sad was the kiss she gave to me ; At length the bell again did ring ; There was a victory , they said ; ' Twas what my father said he'd bring ...
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... kind , to wipe the tear . My lodging is the cold - cold ground ; I eat the bread of charity ; And , when the kiss of love goes round , There is no kiss of love for me . But I will to the grave and weep , Where SUMMER FLOWERS . 69.
... kind , to wipe the tear . My lodging is the cold - cold ground ; I eat the bread of charity ; And , when the kiss of love goes round , There is no kiss of love for me . But I will to the grave and weep , Where SUMMER FLOWERS . 69.
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93 ページ - All murder'd ; for within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp...
100 ページ - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow.
278 ページ - ... as unknown, and yet well known; as dying, and, behold, we live; as chastened, and not killed; as sorrowful, yet alway rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.
281 ページ - 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, unhonored, and unsung.
147 ページ - It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my dark forebodings cease; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace.
26 ページ - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers! Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light! Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave; but thou thyself movest alone. Who can be a companion of thy course? The oaks of the mountains fall; the mountains themselves decay with years; the ocean shrinks and grows again; the moon herself is lost in heaven: but thou art forever the same, rejoicing in...
16 ページ - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near.
10 ページ - For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
7 ページ - He made darkness his secret place; his pavilion round about him were dark waters and thick clouds of the skies.
146 ページ - Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.