Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Volumul 1;Volumul 521864 |
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Pagina viii
... silent shades , PAGE 24 25 22 27 29 30 GOD'S WORSHIP IN NATURE . The turf shall be my fragrant shrine , 32 THE GOLDEN PALACE . The golden palace of my God , 33 HYMN OF PRAISE . When all Thy mercies , O my God ! 34 WILD FLOWERS ...
... silent shades , PAGE 24 25 22 27 29 30 GOD'S WORSHIP IN NATURE . The turf shall be my fragrant shrine , 32 THE GOLDEN PALACE . The golden palace of my God , 33 HYMN OF PRAISE . When all Thy mercies , O my God ! 34 WILD FLOWERS ...
Pagina xii
... silent awe I hail the sacred morn , 148 THE SEASONS - A HYMN . These as they change , Almighty Father , these , 149 HEAVEN OUR HEALER . Come , ye disconsolate , where'er you languish , 153 TRUST IN GOD . THERE IS A SPIRIT IN THE ...
... silent awe I hail the sacred morn , 148 THE SEASONS - A HYMN . These as they change , Almighty Father , these , 149 HEAVEN OUR HEALER . Come , ye disconsolate , where'er you languish , 153 TRUST IN GOD . THERE IS A SPIRIT IN THE ...
Pagina 12
... , Mingling with secret sighs , When grief unfolds , like you , Her breast , for heavenly dew In silent hours to fill . MRS F. HEMANS , 1793-1835 . SERVE GOD AT MORN . WHEN day - light breaks 12 SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE .
... , Mingling with secret sighs , When grief unfolds , like you , Her breast , for heavenly dew In silent hours to fill . MRS F. HEMANS , 1793-1835 . SERVE GOD AT MORN . WHEN day - light breaks 12 SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE .
Pagina 30
... silent shades , My spirits they compose ; The bliss of heaven my soul pervades , In spite of all my woes . While sleep instils her poppy dews In every slumbering eye , I watch to meditate and muse , In blest tranquillity . And when I ...
... silent shades , My spirits they compose ; The bliss of heaven my soul pervades , In spite of all my woes . While sleep instils her poppy dews In every slumbering eye , I watch to meditate and muse , In blest tranquillity . And when I ...
Pagina 32
... silent thoughts my only prayers . My choir shall be the moonlight waves , When murm'ring homeward to their caves , Or when the stillness of the sea , Even more than music , breathes of Thee ! I'll seek , by day , some glade unknown ...
... silent thoughts my only prayers . My choir shall be the moonlight waves , When murm'ring homeward to their caves , Or when the stillness of the sea , Even more than music , breathes of Thee ! I'll seek , by day , some glade unknown ...
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adore ANNE STEELE beam beauty beneath bird bless bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright calm clouds dark deep divine dost doth dream earth eternal fair flowers forest gaze GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE glad glorious glory glow God's golden grace green hath hear heart heaven hills holy hope HORATIUS BONAR hour hymn Illustrations and Vignette JOSEPH ADDISON light lonely love ye mercy morning mountain murmur N. P. WILLIS nature Nature's night nurslings o'er peace Portrait on Steel Praise the Lord prayer rill rise ROBERT NICOLL ROBERT SOUTHEY round shade shine shining book sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song soul sound spirit Spring stars streams sweet tears Thine THOMAS MOORE Thou art Thou hast thoughts throne Thy presence told thee tree Vignette Title voice wandering waves wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wing woods
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Pagina 76 - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, 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.
Pagina 149 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Pagina 38 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pagina 49 - 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: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Pagina 211 - Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
Pagina vii - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee, Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine...
Pagina 209 - Form ! Risest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...
Pagina 243 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
Pagina 135 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
Pagina 50 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I, at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee ; A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company; I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought. For oft, when on my couch I lie, In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that...