Fugitive poetry, 1600-1878, compiled and ed. by J.C. HutchiesonJ C Hutchieson 1878 |
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... Leaves of an Album Lines on a Skeleton 102 The Doers of the Word 124 The First Bawbee . The Flight of Years 145 The Game of Life . 139 111 135 128 130 The Happy Evening . 121 X The Guelder Rose . CONTENTS . PAGE 191 The.
... Leaves of an Album Lines on a Skeleton 102 The Doers of the Word 124 The First Bawbee . The Flight of Years 145 The Game of Life . 139 111 135 128 130 The Happy Evening . 121 X The Guelder Rose . CONTENTS . PAGE 191 The.
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... Happy Life The Inhabitants of the Waters The King - Fisher . The Meadow Gowan . The Migration of Birds The Night - Blowing Cereus The Night - Flowering Cereus The Northern Seas The Owl's Revenge The Pheasant The Rainbow The Sea Shell ...
... Happy Life The Inhabitants of the Waters The King - Fisher . The Meadow Gowan . The Migration of Birds The Night - Blowing Cereus The Night - Flowering Cereus The Northern Seas The Owl's Revenge The Pheasant The Rainbow The Sea Shell ...
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... Happy in the gladdening ray ; Thus , Redeemer , let Thy love Shine upon us from above : Touched by Thee , our hearts will rise , Grateful towards the glowing skies ; Guard us , shield us , mighty Lord , Thou dost not sleep ; Still the ...
... Happy in the gladdening ray ; Thus , Redeemer , let Thy love Shine upon us from above : Touched by Thee , our hearts will rise , Grateful towards the glowing skies ; Guard us , shield us , mighty Lord , Thou dost not sleep ; Still the ...
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... , when it spreads around , May seem a field of woe ; Yet there , at last , the happy fruits Of righteousness shall grow . GLORY AND HONOUR . Then let our hearts no more Conquer! or Fall Dametus-His Jigge in Praise his Love.
... , when it spreads around , May seem a field of woe ; Yet there , at last , the happy fruits Of righteousness shall grow . GLORY AND HONOUR . Then let our hearts no more Conquer! or Fall Dametus-His Jigge in Praise his Love.
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... happy place , Declare Thy grace . Then , then the song through heaven shall ring None else can sing ; While angels bending to the ground Drink in the sound . O , hallowed be Thy Name on earth Round every hearth ! Though Thou art hidden ...
... happy place , Declare Thy grace . Then , then the song through heaven shall ring None else can sing ; While angels bending to the ground Drink in the sound . O , hallowed be Thy Name on earth Round every hearth ! Though Thou art hidden ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
bawbee beams beauty blessing blest bloom bonnie bowers brave breast breath bright British grenadiers brow canna cheer child clouds dark dear death deep dreams earth evermore fair fame father fear fireside flowers frae friends gaze glory hame hand hast hath hear heart heaven Highland laddie hope hour JOHNNY SANDS King lady land lassie life's light live Lizzie Lindsay lone look Lord maun merry morning mother ne'er neath never night o'er parcel of rogues peace pray prayer Robin Adair rose round shadows shine shore sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit star stream SUMMER HYMN summer queen sweet tears tell tempest thee There's thine Thou art thought Tipperary tree Twas VICAR OF BRAY voice wave weep wild wind wings
Passagens conhecidas
Página 87 - And all the rule, one empire: only add Deeds to thy knowledge answerable; add faith, Add virtue, patience, temperance; add love, By name to come call'd charity, the soul Of all the rest: then wilt thou not be loath To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess A paradise within thee, happier far.
Página 180 - The frost looked forth, one still clear night, And whispered, " Now, I shall be out of sight; So through the valley and over the height, In silence I'll take my way; I will not go on like that blustering train, The wind and the snow, the hail and the rain, Who make so much bustle and noise in vain;— But I'll be as busy as they.
Página 38 - THOU hidden love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no man knows; I see from far thy beauteous light, Inly I sigh for thy repose. My heart is pained ; nor can it be At rest, till it find rest in thee.
Página 207 - There with its waving blade of green, The sea-flag streams through the silent water, And the crimson leaf of the dulse is seen To blush, like a banner bathed in slaughter : There with a light and easy motion, The fan-coral sweeps through the clear deep sea; And the yellow and scarlet tufts of ocean Are bending like corn on the upland lea...
Página 152 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven...
Página 152 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sitt'st above these heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Página 48 - Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee ; Pray, too, for those who hate thee, If any such there be ; Then for thyself in meekness, A blessing humbly claim, And link with each petition Thy great Redeemer's name.
Página 109 - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
Página 151 - One Spirit — his, Who wore the platted thorns with bleeding brows. Rules universal nature. Not a flower But shows some touch in freckle, streak, or stain, Of his unrivalled pencil.
Página 393 - Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon...