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... Thou art , oh God , 615 Sonnet - To my Books , 664 This World is all a fleeting Show , 616 Sonnet - The Weaver , 664 The Bird let Loose , 616 Common Blessings , 665 Oh ! Thou who dry'st the Mourn- er's Tear , The Prison Chaplain , 665 ...
... Thou art , oh God , 615 Sonnet - To my Books , 664 This World is all a fleeting Show , 616 Sonnet - The Weaver , 664 The Bird let Loose , 616 Common Blessings , 665 Oh ! Thou who dry'st the Mourn- er's Tear , The Prison Chaplain , 665 ...
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... Thou gentle nurse of pleasing woe , To thee from crowds , and noise , and show , With eager haste I fly ; Thrice welcome , friendly Solitude , O let no busy foot intrude , Nor listening ear be nigh ! Soft , silent , melancholy maid ...
... Thou gentle nurse of pleasing woe , To thee from crowds , and noise , and show , With eager haste I fly ; Thrice welcome , friendly Solitude , O let no busy foot intrude , Nor listening ear be nigh ! Soft , silent , melancholy maid ...
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... thou fair orb , and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendor again : But man's faded glory what change shall renew ? Ah fool ! to exult in a glory so vain ! ' Tis night , and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn ...
... thou fair orb , and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendor again : But man's faded glory what change shall renew ? Ah fool ! to exult in a glory so vain ! ' Tis night , and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn ...
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... thou art forgiven , For thou severe wert sent from heaven To wean me from the world : To turn my eye From vanity , And point to scenes of bliss that never , never die . What is this passing scene ? A peevish April day ! A little sun - a ...
... thou art forgiven , For thou severe wert sent from heaven To wean me from the world : To turn my eye From vanity , And point to scenes of bliss that never , never die . What is this passing scene ? A peevish April day ! A little sun - a ...
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... thou bend a list'ning ear To praises low as ours ? Thou wilt ! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours . And , Jesus , thou thy smiles wilt deign , As we before thee pray ; For thou didst bless the infant train , And we ...
... thou bend a list'ning ear To praises low as ours ? Thou wilt ! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours . And , Jesus , thou thy smiles wilt deign , As we before thee pray ; For thou didst bless the infant train , And we ...
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575 ページ - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
561 ページ - I'd rather be A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn; So might I, standing on this pleasant lea, Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn; Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea; Or hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.
326 ページ - BLANC, The Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly; but thou, most awful Form! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass: methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in...
170 ページ - His steps are not upon thy paths— thy fields Are not a spoil for him— thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth — there let him lay.
146 ページ - We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him ; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest With his martial cloak around him.
172 ページ - The sky is changed! — and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, 70 And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
563 ページ - Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree." "You run about, my little maid, Your limbs they are alive; If two are in the churchyard laid, Then ye are only five." "Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little maid replied, "Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side.
172 ページ - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake," With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
435 ページ - Old Kaspar took it from the boy, Who stood expectant by; And then the old man shook his head, And with a natural sigh, ' 'Tis some poor fellow's skull,' said he, 'Who fell in the great victory.
257 ページ - 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...