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Pagina 5
... sound of their measur'd tread , As silent and slow they followed the dead . The riderless horse was led in the rear , There were white plumes waving over the bier ; Helmet and sword were laid on the pall , For it was a Soldier's Funeral ...
... sound of their measur'd tread , As silent and slow they followed the dead . The riderless horse was led in the rear , There were white plumes waving over the bier ; Helmet and sword were laid on the pall , For it was a Soldier's Funeral ...
Pagina 6
... sound As the coffin was lower'd into the ground ; A volley was fir'd , a blessing said , One moment's pause , and they left the dead ! - I saw a poor and an aged man , His step was feeble , his lip was wan : He knelt him down on the new ...
... sound As the coffin was lower'd into the ground ; A volley was fir'd , a blessing said , One moment's pause , and they left the dead ! - I saw a poor and an aged man , His step was feeble , his lip was wan : He knelt him down on the new ...
Pagina 7
... 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 ...
... 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 ...
Pagina 9
... sound , All ears shall hear ! all eyes shall see ! A glorious troop shall fill the skies , With Jesus on his judgment throne ; Then , first , the dead in Christ shall rise , And leave the wicked dead - alone . Think , dearest child ...
... sound , All ears shall hear ! all eyes shall see ! A glorious troop shall fill the skies , With Jesus on his judgment throne ; Then , first , the dead in Christ shall rise , And leave the wicked dead - alone . Think , dearest child ...
Pagina 32
... sound , Its giant branches throw Their arms in shady blessings round O'er man and beast below ; Its leaf , though late in spring it shares The zephyr's gentle sigh , As late and long in autumn wears A deeper , richer die . Type of an ...
... sound , Its giant branches throw Their arms in shady blessings round O'er man and beast below ; Its leaf , though late in spring it shares The zephyr's gentle sigh , As late and long in autumn wears A deeper , richer die . Type of an ...
Termeni și expresii frecvente
angel Art Thou ask'd beauty behold beneath beneath the sky BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom breath breeze bright celestial child dead dear death deep delight DESCRIPTIVE POETRY dust to dust dwell Earth to earth earthly eternal fair Father Father's Name flood flowers glorious glory grace grave green happiest happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy homes of England hour humble Israel Jesus Learn to labour life's light live Lord loves me best MILLENNIAL SABBATH mountains moving heart night night into morning o'er pass'd path peace perfect bliss praise pray prayer reign rest rise round sabbath bell sacred Saviour's shine shore sleep smile song soul Speak gently spirit star by star storm stormy tempests blow strange hills sweet tear tell thee thine Thou art thought throne Thy neighbour toil tomb trees Twas voice
Pasaje populare
Pagina 73 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Pagina 33 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Pagina 34 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Pagina 37 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Pagina 43 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.