Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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... . Dependant on thy bounteous breath , We seek thy grace alone , In childhood , manhood , age and death , To keep us still thine own . HEBER . HEAVEN OR THE BETTER LAND . I HEAR thee speak Early Piety Love Never Faileth Thou God Seest.
... . Dependant on thy bounteous breath , We seek thy grace alone , In childhood , manhood , age and death , To keep us still thine own . HEBER . HEAVEN OR THE BETTER LAND . I HEAR thee speak Early Piety Love Never Faileth Thou God Seest.
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Choice descriptive poetry. HEAVEN OR THE BETTER LAND . I HEAR thee speak of the better land , Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother , oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it , and weep no more ? Is it where the ...
Choice descriptive poetry. HEAVEN OR THE BETTER LAND . I HEAR thee speak of the better land , Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother , oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it , and weep no more ? Is it where the ...
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... thee On Etham's barren shore ? That fire from heaven which led thee , Now lights thy path no more ! Lord , thou didst love Jerusalem ! Once she was all thy own ; Her love thy fairest heritage , Her power thy glory's throne . Till evil ...
... thee On Etham's barren shore ? That fire from heaven which led thee , Now lights thy path no more ! Lord , thou didst love Jerusalem ! Once she was all thy own ; Her love thy fairest heritage , Her power thy glory's throne . Till evil ...
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... thee I never knew ! " J. TAYLOR . THE LAPLANDER . WITH blue cold nose , and wrinkled brow , Traveller , whence comest thou ? From Lapland's woods and hills of frost , By the rapid rein - deer cross'd ; Where tapering grows the gloomy ...
... thee I never knew ! " J. TAYLOR . THE LAPLANDER . WITH blue cold nose , and wrinkled brow , Traveller , whence comest thou ? From Lapland's woods and hills of frost , By the rapid rein - deer cross'd ; Where tapering grows the gloomy ...
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... thee . The stars , night's reign enhancing , Beam not within the sky , With a ray so brightly glancing , As the flash from childhood's eye . But life will soon be waning , And set in death's deep gloom ; Seek , seek , a Saviour reigning ...
... thee . The stars , night's reign enhancing , Beam not within the sky , With a ray so brightly glancing , As the flash from childhood's eye . But life will soon be waning , And set in death's deep gloom ; Seek , seek , a Saviour reigning ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
angel Art Thou ask'd beauty behold beneath beneath the sky BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom breath breeze bright celestial child dead dear death deep delight DESCRIPTIVE POETRY dust to dust dwell Earth to earth earthly eternal fair Father Father's Name flood flowers glorious glory grace grave green happiest happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy homes of England hour humble Israel Jesus Learn to labour life's light live Lord loves me best MILLENNIAL SABBATH mountains moving heart night night into morning o'er pass'd path peace perfect bliss praise pray prayer reign rest rise round sabbath bell sacred Saviour's shine shore sleep smile song soul Speak gently spirit star by star storm stormy tempests blow strange hills sweet tear tell thee thine Thou art thought throne Thy neighbour toil tomb trees Twas voice
Passagens conhecidas
Página 73 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Página 33 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Página 34 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 37 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Página 43 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.