The Harp and the Cross: A Collection of Religious PoetryAmerican Unitarian Association, 1857 - 348 pagini |
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... Rest . " Arouse thee , Soul ! " The Hours The Faithful Monk . " Not to myself alone " Faith's Answer Earth's Angels " It profiteth thee nothing ' " Beg from a Beggar ' 99 The Dial . T. H. Gill . J. S. Dwight .. R. Nicoll . · · Mrs ...
... Rest . " Arouse thee , Soul ! " The Hours The Faithful Monk . " Not to myself alone " Faith's Answer Earth's Angels " It profiteth thee nothing ' " Beg from a Beggar ' 99 The Dial . T. H. Gill . J. S. Dwight .. R. Nicoll . · · Mrs ...
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... rests On every leaf and flower . How silent are the song - filled nests That crowd this drowsy tree ! How mute is every feathered breast That swelled with melody ! And yet bright , bead - like eyes declare This hour is ecstasy . Heart ...
... rests On every leaf and flower . How silent are the song - filled nests That crowd this drowsy tree ! How mute is every feathered breast That swelled with melody ! And yet bright , bead - like eyes declare This hour is ecstasy . Heart ...
Pagina 14
... rest , to gaze below awhile , Then turn to bathe and revel there . The sun breaks forth ; from off the scene Its floating veil of mist is flung ; And all the wilderness of green With trembling drops of light is hung . Now gaze on Nature ...
... rest , to gaze below awhile , Then turn to bathe and revel there . The sun breaks forth ; from off the scene Its floating veil of mist is flung ; And all the wilderness of green With trembling drops of light is hung . Now gaze on Nature ...
Pagina 21
... rests upon the hill , A listening awe pervades the air ; The very flowers are shut , and still , And bowed as if in prayer . And in this hushed and breathless close , O'er earth , and air , and sky , and sea , That still low voice in ...
... rests upon the hill , A listening awe pervades the air ; The very flowers are shut , and still , And bowed as if in prayer . And in this hushed and breathless close , O'er earth , and air , and sky , and sea , That still low voice in ...
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... The bee's long murmuring toils are done , And I , the o'erwearied one , O'erwearied and o'erwrought , Bless thee , O God , O Father of the oppressed , With my last waking thought , In the still night ! Yes , ere I sink to rest , By the.
... The bee's long murmuring toils are done , And I , the o'erwearied one , O'erwearied and o'erwrought , Bless thee , O God , O Father of the oppressed , With my last waking thought , In the still night ! Yes , ere I sink to rest , By the.
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The Harp and the Cross: A Collection of Religious Poetry Stephen Greenleaf Bulfinch Vizualizare completă - 1861 |
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AMERICAN UNITARIAN ASSOCIATION angels Baby Carl beauty behold BERNARD BARTON Bethpeor blest bosom breast breath bright brow calm CHARLES MACKAY child Christ cloud COMMUNION HYMN crown dark dear death deep divine doth dreams dying band earth earthly eternal eyes fair faith Father fear flowers gaze gleam glorious glory God's golden GOLDEN LEGEND grace grave grief hallows heath hand hath hear heart heaven HEAVEN'S GATE heavenly holy hope Hosanna hour HYMN Jesus JOHN STERLING life's light live look Lord MADAME GUYON mercy morning night o'er pain peace praise prayer pure rest round Saviour shine SHIRAZ sigh silent sing Sir Launfal smile solemn song SONNET sorrow soul stars stream strife sweet SYLVESTER JUDD tears thine Thou art thou hast thought throne toil tomb trust truth unto voice weary weep whispers wilt wing words
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Pagina 258 - That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Pagina 142 - 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.
Pagina 107 - And Jesus said unto them, Verily I say unto you, That ye which have followed me, in the regeneration when the Son of man shall sit in the throne of his glory, ye also shall sit upon twelve thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel.
Pagina 147 - I'd be Nearer my God to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that Thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
Pagina 335 - IN the hour of my distress, When temptations me oppress, And when I my sins confess, Sweet Spirit, comfort me ! When I lie within my bed, Sick in heart and sick in head, And with doubts discomforted, Sweet Spirit, comfort me...
Pagina 136 - I SAY to thee, — do thou repeat To the first man thou mayest meet In lane, highway, or open street, — That he and we and all men move Under a canopy of love, As broad as the blue sky above ; That doubt and trouble, fear and pain, And anguish, all are shadows vain, That death itself shall not remain ; That weary deserts we may tread, A dreary labyrinth may thread, Through dark ways underground be led; Yet, if we will...
Pagina 61 - IT was the calm and silent night ! Seven hundred years and fifty-three Had Rome been growing up to might, And now was queen of land and sea. No sound was heard of clashing wars — Peace brooded o'er the hushed domain ; Apollo, Pallas, Jove, and Mars Held undisturbed their ancient reign, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago.
Pagina 261 - One song employs all nations; and all cry, ' Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us!' The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous Hosanna round.
Pagina 62 - Twas in the calm and silent night! The Senator of haughty Rome Impatient urged his chariot's flight, From lordly revel rolling home: Triumphal arches, gleaming, swell His breast with thoughts of boundless sway: What recked the Roman what befell A paltry province far away, In the solemn midnight, Centuries ago?
Pagina 51 - And no man dug that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er ; For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there. That was the grandest funeral That ever passed on earth, But no man heard the trampling, Or saw that train go forth. Noiselessly as the daylight Comes when the night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun ; Noiselessly as the spring-time Her crown of verdure weaves, And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves...