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amaranthine art thou BARTON beam beauty beneath bird blessing blest bloom bower breast breath breeze bright brow burning childhood's clouds CONVICT SHIP dark dear death deep dream dwell earth fair Farewell feel flowers glad glee gloom glorious glory glow hath heart HELVELLYN HEMANS HENRY KIRKE WHITE homes of England hope hour LAKE GENEVA land leaves life's light lone love thee Mary mighty wanderer morning mortal may know mountain murmur Nebaioth night North Countrie o'er passing praise prayer reign o'er Rhine RHODODENDRON river rose scenes shade shadows roll shine sing sink to thy skies SKY LARK sleep smile song sorrow soul spring stars stream summer SUNDEW sweet tears tell thine things thou art thou hast Thou wilt thought throne thy rest thy spirit tree trembler Twas voice WALK AT NOON wild wind wings youth
Página 141 - And if thou wilt make me an altar of stone, thou shalt not build it of hewn stone: for if thou lift up thy tool upon it, thou hast polluted it.
Página 36 - Whose fire was kindled at the prophets' lamp, The time of rest, the promised sabbath comes. Six thousand years of sorrow have well nigh Fulfilled their tardy and disastrous course Over a sinful world ; and what remains Of this tempestuous state of human things Is merely as the working of a sea Before a calm, that rocks itself to rest...
Página 57 - 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 121 - 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. The merry homes of England! Around their hearths by night What gladsome looks of household love Meet in the ruddy light! There woman's voice flows forth in song Or childhood's tale is told, Or lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old.
Página 120 - 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.
Página 93 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Página 39 - And Saba's spicy groves, pay tribute there. Praise is in all her gates : upon her walls, And in her streets and in her spacious courts, Is heard salvation. Eastern Java there Kneels with the native of the farthest west ; And ^Ethiopia spreads abroad the hand, And worships. Her report has travell'd forth Into all lands.
Página 160 - Since Trifles make the Sum of human things And half our misery from our foibles springs...
Página 49 - To make the river flow. The clouds might give abundant rain, The nightly dews might fall, And the herb that keepeth life in man Might yet have drunk them all. Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All...
Página 131 - O'er moor and mountain green, O'er the red streamer that heralds the day, Over the cloudlet dim, Over the rainbow's rim, Musical cherub, soar, singing, away! Then, when the gloaming comes, Low in the heather blooms Sweet will thy welcome and bed of love be! Emblem of happiness, Blest is thy dwelling-place, — Oh, to abide in the desert with thee ! JAMES HOGG To the Cuckoo O BLITHE new-comer!