Songs, Ballads, and Sacred SongsLongman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1856 - 261 páginas |
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... soft as vernal snow , And all was brightness where they fell ! Fond soother of my infant tear , Fond sharer of my infant joy , Is not thy shade still ling'ring here ? Am I not still thy soul's employ ? Oh yes and , as in former days ...
... soft as vernal snow , And all was brightness where they fell ! Fond soother of my infant tear , Fond sharer of my infant joy , Is not thy shade still ling'ring here ? Am I not still thy soul's employ ? Oh yes and , as in former days ...
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... soft and clear ; Nearer yet and nearer pealing , And now bursts upon the ear : Jubilate , Amen . Farther now , now farther stealing , Soft it fades upon the ear : Jubilate , Amen , chantent les gondoliers à Venise . Rousseau ...
... soft and clear ; Nearer yet and nearer pealing , And now bursts upon the ear : Jubilate , Amen . Farther now , now farther stealing , Soft it fades upon the ear : Jubilate , Amen , chantent les gondoliers à Venise . Rousseau ...
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... soft As lightning in May , Though dangerous oft , Ne'er wound but in play : And oh , when his wings Have brush'd o'er my lyre , You'd fancy its strings Were turning to fire . Guess who he is , Name but his name , And his best kiss , For ...
... soft As lightning in May , Though dangerous oft , Ne'er wound but in play : And oh , when his wings Have brush'd o'er my lyre , You'd fancy its strings Were turning to fire . Guess who he is , Name but his name , And his best kiss , For ...
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... soft hour , But young Minerva , gravely playing Her flute within an olive bow'r . I need not say , ' t is Love's opinion That , grave or merry , good or ill , The sex all bow to his dominion , As wonian will be woman still . Though ...
... soft hour , But young Minerva , gravely playing Her flute within an olive bow'r . I need not say , ' t is Love's opinion That , grave or merry , good or ill , The sex all bow to his dominion , As wonian will be woman still . Though ...
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... soft , so pure a form . The fields where she was straying Are blest with endless light , With zephyrs always playing Through gardens always bright . Then now , sweet May ! be sweeter Than e'er thou'st been before ; Let sighs from roses ...
... soft , so pure a form . The fields where she was straying Are blest with endless light , With zephyrs always playing Through gardens always bright . Then now , sweet May ! be sweeter Than e'er thou'st been before ; Let sighs from roses ...
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beam Beauty's beneath blest bliss bloom blushing bower breath breeze bright bright eyes bring brow charms children of Israel cloud Cupids dance dark dear dearest Dismal Swamp dream e'er earth ev'n ev'ry eyes fair farewell feel fleeting flew flowers glory gondolier gone Grenada Hark hath hear heart heaven hope hour hurra LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS life's light lips look look'd LORD JOHN RUSSELL lov'd love thee love-knots Love's lover lute lyre maid MELEAGER moon moonlight morning ne'er never night numbers nymph o'er once pain pass'd Rose Rose-tree round seem'd shalt shine Ship ahoy shore sigh sing sleep slumber smile song sorrow soul sound spirit Sprite star strain sunny sweet tears tell There's thine thou art thought tis the Vine Twas voice wake wave weep Who'll buy wings young Young Love youth
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Página 237 - Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ;— Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
Página 215 - ... o'ershadows all the earth and skies like some dark beauteous bird whose plume is sparkling with unnumbered eyes that sacred gloom those fires divine so grand so countless Lord are thine...
Página 221 - Oh ! who would bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come, brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ? Then sorrow, touch'd by Thee, grows bright With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light We never saw by day ! WEEP NOT FOR THOSE.
Página 28 - ALL that's bright must fade, — The brightest still the fleetest ; All that's sweet was made, But to be lost when sweetest.
Página 218 - Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the valley of Slaughter ; for they shall bury in Tophet, till there be no place.
Página 25 - Why should we yet our sail unfurl? There is not a breath the blue wave to curl; But, when the wind blows off the shore, Oh! sweetly we'll rest our weary oar. Blow, breezes, blow, the stream runs fast, The Rapids are near and the daylight's past. Utawas' tide ! this trembling moon Shall see us float over thy surges soon.
Página 35 - I've seen around me fall Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed...
Página 233 - And the angel which I saw stand upon the sea and upon the earth lifted up his hand to heaven, and sware by him that liveth for ever and ever, who created heaven and the things that therein are, and the earth and the things that therein are, and the sea and the things which are therein that there should be time no longer...
Página 223 - I'll seek by day some glade unknown, All light and silence like Thy throne, And the pale stars shall be, at night, The only eyes that watch my rite.
Página 224 - And Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a timbrel in her hand ; and all the women went out after her with timbrels and with dances. And Miriam answered them, Sing ye to the LORD, for he hath triumphed gloriously ; the horse and his rider hath he thrown into the sea.