Poetical Works of James Montgomery: With a Memoir of the AuthorPhillips, Sampson, 1853 |
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Palavras e frases frequentes
amidst angels arms beauty behold beneath blood born breast breath cast clouds cried dark dead death deep dream earth eternal face fall father fear feel feet fell felt field fire flame flood flowers foes glory grace grave hand hath head hear heard heart heaven hope hour Javan King knew land light living look Lord lost meet mind moon morn mother mountains Nature never night o'er ocean once peace race rest rise rocks rose round scene secret seem'd seen shore sight silent slaves smile song soul sound spirit spread stand stars stood stream sweet tears thee thine thou thought thousand tide Till trees trembling truth turn'd voice waters waves wild wind wings woods youth
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Página 93 - A land of beauty, virtue, valor, truth, Time-tutored age and love-exalted youth: The wandering mariner, whose eye explores The wealthiest isles, the most enchanting shores, Views not a realm so bountiful and fair, Nor breathes the spirit of a purer air ; In every clime the...
Página 355 - Were this frail world our only rest. Living or dying, none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire.
Página 93 - d by remembrance, trembles to that pole ; For in this land of Heaven's peculiar grace, The heritage of nature's noblest race, There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.
Página 451 - Here, in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Página 395 - THE bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade when all things rest : — In lark and nightingale we see What honor hath humility. 2 When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus...
Página 378 - A bruised reed He will not break, — Afflictions all his children feel: He wounds them for his mercy's sake, • He wounds to heal.
Página 355 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Página 310 - A MOTHER'S Love, — how sweet the name ! What is a Mother's love ? — A noble, pure, and tender flame, Enkindled from above, To bless a heart of earthly mould ; The warmest love that can grow cold ; This is a Mother's Love.
Página 313 - His blessings fall in plenteous showers Upon the lap of earth, That teems with foliage, fruits and flowers, And rings with infant mirth. 6 If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful beyond compare Will Paradise be found ! 123.
Página 122 - Heralds of creation ! cry ; Praise the Lord, the Lord most high ; Heaven and earth ! obey the call ; Praise the Lord, the Lord of all.