The Poetical Works of Hemans, Heber and Pollok: Complete in One VolumeJ. Grigg, 1834 - 470 ページ |
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... tone ; But long thy praises to proclaim With fervour in our own . We mourn not that prophetic skill Is found on earth no more ; Enough for us to trace thy will In Scripture's sacred lore . We neither have nor seek the power Ill demons ...
... tone ; But long thy praises to proclaim With fervour in our own . We mourn not that prophetic skill Is found on earth no more ; Enough for us to trace thy will In Scripture's sacred lore . We neither have nor seek the power Ill demons ...
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... tone ? " A pilgrim in the vale of death , Faint , bleeding , and alone ! " " How cam'st thou to this dismal strand Of danger , grief , and shame ? " - " From blessed Sion's holy land , By folly led , I came ! " " What ruffian hand hath ...
... tone ? " A pilgrim in the vale of death , Faint , bleeding , and alone ! " " How cam'st thou to this dismal strand Of danger , grief , and shame ? " - " From blessed Sion's holy land , By folly led , I came ! " " What ruffian hand hath ...
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... tones which the firmament rended , When on wheels of the thunder , and wings of the wind , By lightning , and hail ... tone , Of bitter doubt , the barbed aim , All , all conspire his heart to tame : Force , fraud , and hellish fires ...
... tones which the firmament rended , When on wheels of the thunder , and wings of the wind , By lightning , and hail ... tone , Of bitter doubt , the barbed aim , All , all conspire his heart to tame : Force , fraud , and hellish fires ...
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... tone of wo , immortal Harp ! The song of mirth is past , the Jubilee Is ended , and the sun begins to fade ! Soon passed , for Happiness counts not the hours . To her a thousand years seem as a day ; 40 THE COURSE OF TIME .
... tone of wo , immortal Harp ! The song of mirth is past , the Jubilee Is ended , and the sun begins to fade ! Soon passed , for Happiness counts not the hours . To her a thousand years seem as a day ; 40 THE COURSE OF TIME .
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... tone , To which the heart leaped joyfully , and all The spirits danced . For honest fame , men laid Their heads upon the block , and , while the axe Descended , looked and smiled . It was of price Invaluable . Riches , health , repose ...
... tone , To which the heart leaped joyfully , and all The spirits danced . For honest fame , men laid Their heads upon the block , and , while the axe Descended , looked and smiled . It was of price Invaluable . Riches , health , repose ...
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16 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?
278 ページ - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
17 ページ - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
21 ページ - Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea...
65 ページ - E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.
14 ページ - I have trodden the winepress alone ; and of the people there was none with me : for I will tread them in mine anger, and trample them in my fury ; and their blood shall be sprinkled upon my garments, and I will stain all my raiment. For the day of vengeance is in mine heart, and the year of my redeemed is come.
26 ページ - Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ! Till o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign ! SPRING.
305 ページ - The stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
332 ページ - Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy ; Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair ; Sorrow and death may not enter there ; Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom, For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb, It is there, it is there, my child !
23 ページ - Lo, the lilies of the field, How their leaves instruction yield ! Hark to nature's lesson given By the blessed birds of Heaven. Every bush and tufted tree Warbles sweet philosophy ; ' Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow : God provideth for the morrow. ' Say, with richer crimson glows The kingly mantle than the rose : Say, have kings more wholesome fare Than we poor citizens of air ? Barns nor hoarded grain have we, Yet we carol merrily. Mortal, fly from doubt and sorrow, God provideth for the morrow.