Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern AuthorsSampson Low, Marston, Low, & Searle, 1866 - 288 páginas |
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... the sight , Draws thro ' a veil God's overwhelming light ; Use arms the Soul - anon there moveth by A more majestic Angel - and we die ! FREDERICK TENNYSON . THE INNER VISION . MOST sweet it is with unuplifted 4 NATURE .
... the sight , Draws thro ' a veil God's overwhelming light ; Use arms the Soul - anon there moveth by A more majestic Angel - and we die ! FREDERICK TENNYSON . THE INNER VISION . MOST sweet it is with unuplifted 4 NATURE .
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... soul of joy send forth To enter into me . And thus the wide world I shall hold , A perfect gift of Thine ; Richer by these , a thousandfold , Than if broad lands were mine . GEORGE MAC DONALD . Lessons . EARLY SPRING . HEARD a thousand ...
... soul of joy send forth To enter into me . And thus the wide world I shall hold , A perfect gift of Thine ; Richer by these , a thousandfold , Than if broad lands were mine . GEORGE MAC DONALD . Lessons . EARLY SPRING . HEARD a thousand ...
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... soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man . Through primrose tufts , in that green bower , The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And ' tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it ...
... soul that through me ran ; And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man . Through primrose tufts , in that green bower , The periwinkle trailed its wreaths ; And ' tis my faith that every flower Enjoys the air it ...
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... soul is free , Ranging wild o'er hill and lea . Soft as Memnon's harp at morning , To the inward ear devout , Touch'd by light , with heavenly warning Your transporting chords ring out . Every leaf in every nook , Every wave in every ...
... soul is free , Ranging wild o'er hill and lea . Soft as Memnon's harp at morning , To the inward ear devout , Touch'd by light , with heavenly warning Your transporting chords ring out . Every leaf in every nook , Every wave in every ...
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... soul , Yet failed to seek the sure relief of prayer , Went forth his course surrendering to the care Of the fierce wind , while mid - day lightnings prowl Insidiously , untimely thunders growl ; While trees , dim seen , in frenzied ...
... soul , Yet failed to seek the sure relief of prayer , Went forth his course surrendering to the care Of the fierce wind , while mid - day lightnings prowl Insidiously , untimely thunders growl ; While trees , dim seen , in frenzied ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
A. H. CLOUGH angels beauty behold beneath blessed blest breast breath bright brow BURBIDGE calm CHARLES TURNER child Child is Father CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds COVENTRY PATMORE dark DAVID GRAY dear death deep divine doth dream E. B. BROWNING earth eternal eyes face faith fear feet flowers FREDERICK TENNYSON GEORGE MACDONALD giveth His beloved glory God's golden grief hand happy hath hear heart Heaven heavenly holy hope hour J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW light live look Lord love thee MATTHEW ARNOLD nest night o'er pain peace pray prayer rest Ring ROBERT BROWNING round shade shine silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars strife sweet tears tender thine things Thou art Thou dost thou hast thought toil tree truth unto voice weary weep WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE wind wings WORDSWORTH
Passagens conhecidas
Página 84 - Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; R1ng out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Página 11 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: 10 Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 225 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 229 - The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Página 54 - SWEET Day ! so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky ; The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die.
Página 227 - The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster-child, her inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years' darling of a pigmy size ! See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies.
Página 88 - And they a blissful course may hold Even now, who, not unwisely bold, Live in the spirit of this creed ; Yet seek thy firm support, according to their need. I, loving freedom, and untried ; No sport...
Página 207 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Página 24 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 245 - But the time will come, at last it will, When, Evelyn Hope, what meant, I shall say, In the lower earth, in the years long still, That body and soul so pure and gay? Why your hair was amber, I shall divine, And your mouth of your own geranium's red, And what you would do with me, in fine, In the new life come in the old one's stead.