New Cyclopaedia of Poetical Illustrations: Adapted to Christian Teaching: Embracing Poems, Odes, Legends, Lyrics, Hymns, Sonnets, Extracts, Etc |
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Página 51
Bearing the holy Dead to heaven , [ feet , O souls in whom no heavenly fire is
found , I She touched a bridge of flowers , those Fat minds , and ever grovelling
on the ground ! So light they did not bend the bells We bring our manners to the
blest ...
Bearing the holy Dead to heaven , [ feet , O souls in whom no heavenly fire is
found , I She touched a bridge of flowers , those Fat minds , and ever grovelling
on the ground ! So light they did not bend the bells We bring our manners to the
blest ...
Página 56
... understood The wants of ev ' ry human heart , less sea , But sad mortality o ' er
- sways their power , Eager ever to impart How with this rage shall Beauty hold a
plea , Blessings to the weary soul Whose action is no stronger than a flower ?
... understood The wants of ev ' ry human heart , less sea , But sad mortality o ' er
- sways their power , Eager ever to impart How with this rage shall Beauty hold a
plea , Blessings to the weary soul Whose action is no stronger than a flower ?
Página 57
A stranger was I , and ye took me in ; Lo ! when the buds expand , the leaves are I
pined in sickness , and ye brought relief ; green , In the deep dungeon and ye
soothed my grief ; Then the first opening of the flower is seen ; For these , my ...
A stranger was I , and ye took me in ; Lo ! when the buds expand , the leaves are I
pined in sickness , and ye brought relief ; green , In the deep dungeon and ye
soothed my grief ; Then the first opening of the flower is seen ; For these , my ...
Página 60
Death ' s hand on thee was laid , Scorched the beauty from my flower , made But I
was weak and wrong , the tender petals fade . Both weak of soul and wrong of
heart ; And Pride alone in me was strong , Yet I dare not weep nor murmur , for I ...
Death ' s hand on thee was laid , Scorched the beauty from my flower , made But I
was weak and wrong , the tender petals fade . Both weak of soul and wrong of
heart ; And Pride alone in me was strong , Yet I dare not weep nor murmur , for I ...
Página 61
Sure my very heart will bless thee , Fairer in their fair hues For thou ever sayest “
good cheer : " Than the fresh flowers of earth , Speak , my heart , and tell thy
ponderings , More fragrant than the fragrant climes Tell how far thy rovings led ...
Sure my very heart will bless thee , Fairer in their fair hues For thou ever sayest “
good cheer : " Than the fresh flowers of earth , Speak , my heart , and tell thy
ponderings , More fragrant than the fragrant climes Tell how far thy rovings led ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
angels bear beauty beneath blessed bliss blood breath bright bring clouds comes cross crown dark dead death deep divine doth dream dust earth England eternal face fair faith fall Father fear feel fire flowers forever give glory God's gold grace grave hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven hold holy hope hour human Jesus John King land leave light live look Lord lost mind mortal nature never night o'er once pain pass peace pleasure poor praise prayer rest rise round shine sing sleep smile song sorrow soul sound spirit stand stars sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought throne true truth turn voice wait waves weary wind wings young
Passagens conhecidas
Página 107 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 57 - Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart: As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Página 383 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Página 555 - This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept,...
Página 106 - Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Página 442 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Página 610 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 383 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 17 - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Página 230 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds, And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.
Informação bibliográfica
| Título | New Cyclopaedia of Poetical Illustrations: Adapted to Christian Teaching: Embracing Poems, Odes, Legends, Lyrics, Hymns, Sonnets, Extracts, Etc |
| Compilado por | Elon Foster |
| Editora | W.C. Palmer, 1872 |
| Original de | a Biblioteca Pública de Nova Iorque |
| Digitalizado | 22 Mai 2007 |
| Número de páginas | 696 páginas |
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