Poems of sorrow, death and immortalityHolt, 1912 |
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... Thoughts " . His Litany to the Holy Spirit To Keep a True Lent The Fallen Star . Lydia Avery Coonley Ward . 3485 Elizabeth Akers . 3485 Edna Dean Proctor 3486 .Edna Dean Proctor 3487 Lloyd Mifflin . 3488 Virginia Bioren Harrison . 3488 ...
... Thoughts " . His Litany to the Holy Spirit To Keep a True Lent The Fallen Star . Lydia Avery Coonley Ward . 3485 Elizabeth Akers . 3485 Edna Dean Proctor 3486 .Edna Dean Proctor 3487 Lloyd Mifflin . 3488 Virginia Bioren Harrison . 3488 ...
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... thoughts , grave thoughts , thoughts lasting to the end . Aubrey Thomas De Vere [ 1814-1902 ] TIME AND GRIEF O TIME ! Who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on Sorrow's wound , and slowly thence ( Lulling to sad repose the weary ...
... thoughts , grave thoughts , thoughts lasting to the end . Aubrey Thomas De Vere [ 1814-1902 ] TIME AND GRIEF O TIME ! Who know'st a lenient hand to lay Softest on Sorrow's wound , and slowly thence ( Lulling to sad repose the weary ...
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... thoughts of day . Not from the grand old masters , Not from the bards sublime , Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time . For , like strains of martial music , Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and ...
... thoughts of day . Not from the grand old masters , Not from the bards sublime , Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time . For , like strains of martial music , Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and ...
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And like those waters rushing Among the wooden piers , A flood of thoughts came o'er me That filled my eyes with ... thought of other years . And I think how many thousands Of care - encumbered men , Each bearing his burden of sorrow ...
And like those waters rushing Among the wooden piers , A flood of thoughts came o'er me That filled my eyes with ... thought of other years . And I think how many thousands Of care - encumbered men , Each bearing his burden of sorrow ...
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... thought of the Gardener standing by- " He is old - so old ! And he soon must die ! " The full Rose waxed in the warm June air , And she spread and spread till her heart lay bare ; And she laughed once more as she heard his tread- " He ...
... thought of the Gardener standing by- " He is old - so old ! And he soon must die ! " The full Rose waxed in the warm June air , And she spread and spread till her heart lay bare ; And she laughed once more as she heard his tread- " He ...
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Termos e frases comuns
a-thynkynge angel April April 11 beauty bien biographical data available bird blest bliss Born at London breath bright Carcassonne Christ Christina Georgina Rossetti cloud cross crown dark dead dear death Deutschen Vaterland died at London Dies Iræ doth dream earth England English writer eternal eyes fair fear feet flowers Glorious glory God's grave grief hand hath hear heart heaven HENRY Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills holy Horatius Bonar hour Ist's Jesus JOHN Juxta crucem Lamb of God land light living Lord morning mortal mourn Nearer night November 29 o'er October pain peace Pierre-Jean de Béranger poem prayer present address rest Robert Herrick rose Scotland shadows shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile Song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears thee thine Thou art thought voice wandering weary weep WILLIAM wind wings York City
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Página 3185 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Página 3450 - I saw eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm as it was bright; And round beneath it, time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled...
Página 3552 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Página 3541 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find. Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness: 30 False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Página 3265 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence: live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Página 3193 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Página 3288 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Página 3298 - And all their echoes mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays.
Página 3468 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Página 3301 - Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.