Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].John W. Parker, 1841 |
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... turn to the few specimens of their pens which the limits of this little work would allow , it is not too much to hope that a very different opinion will be entertained . In admitting the productions of many writers of later date ...
... turn to the few specimens of their pens which the limits of this little work would allow , it is not too much to hope that a very different opinion will be entertained . In admitting the productions of many writers of later date ...
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... turn thine eyes , behold me how I wail , Oh ! hearken , Lord , give ear for mine avail , Oh ! mark in mind the burdens that I bear ; See how I sink in sorrows every where . Behold and see what dolours I endure , Give ear 1.
... turn thine eyes , behold me how I wail , Oh ! hearken , Lord , give ear for mine avail , Oh ! mark in mind the burdens that I bear ; See how I sink in sorrows every where . Behold and see what dolours I endure , Give ear 1.
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... turn them into foams ; The hollow clouds , full fraught with thundering groans , With hideous cracks discharge their pregnant wombs . And in the horror of this fearful quire Consists the music of this doleful place ; All pleasant birds ...
... turn them into foams ; The hollow clouds , full fraught with thundering groans , With hideous cracks discharge their pregnant wombs . And in the horror of this fearful quire Consists the music of this doleful place ; All pleasant birds ...
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... turn . But when the flame is out , And ebbing wrath doth end , I turn a late - enraged foe Unto a quiet friend ; And , taught with often proof , A tempered calm I find To be most solace to itself , Best cure for angry mind . Spare diet ...
... turn . But when the flame is out , And ebbing wrath doth end , I turn a late - enraged foe Unto a quiet friend ; And , taught with often proof , A tempered calm I find To be most solace to itself , Best cure for angry mind . Spare diet ...
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... turn his fate upon his foe : The lazar pined while Dives ' feast was kept , Yet he to heaven , to hell did Dives go . We trample grass , and prize the flowers of May , Yet grass is green when flowers do fade away . EDMUND SPENSER ...
... turn his fate upon his foe : The lazar pined while Dives ' feast was kept , Yet he to heaven , to hell did Dives go . We trample grass , and prize the flowers of May , Yet grass is green when flowers do fade away . EDMUND SPENSER ...
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ABRAHAM COWLEY adore angels arched magazines beams beauty behold blessed bliss blood born breast breath bright clouds Corpus Christi College creeping song crown dark death delight didst divine dost doth dread e'en earth EDMUND WALLER eternal eyes fair fear fire flame flood flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE WITHER glorious glory golden grace grave grief hand happy hast hath heart heaven heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour humble HYMN immortal King light live Lord mercy Midian mighty mind mortal night o'er pain PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet praise proud PSALM rage rest rich rise round sacred shade shalt shine showers sighs sight sing skies song sorrow soul spirit spring stars streams sweet tears Thee thine things THOMAS FLATMAN THOMAS HEYWOOD Thou Thou art thought thousand throne thunder unto voice waves wind wings wonders
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247 ページ - The lonely mountains o'er, And the resounding shore, A voice of weeping heard and loud lament ; From haunted spring, and dale Edged with poplar pale, The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
204 ページ - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
244 ページ - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around ; The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
250 ページ - O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
137 ページ - THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in his train ? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below — He follows in his train.
245 ページ - That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below ; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep...
172 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.
25 ページ - Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
270 ページ - My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...
138 ページ - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train...