Prayers from the Poets: A Calendar of DevotionLaurie Magnus, Cecil Headlam Geo. Routledge & Sons, Limited, 1903 - 369 páginas |
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... , Of all the world forgetful grown , Can despise an earthly throne ; Raise its thoughts to realms above , Think of God and sing of love . THOMAS PARNELL . JANUARY 7 . PURGE Thou my heart , Omnipotent and 6 PRAYERS FROM THE POETS .
... , Of all the world forgetful grown , Can despise an earthly throne ; Raise its thoughts to realms above , Think of God and sing of love . THOMAS PARNELL . JANUARY 7 . PURGE Thou my heart , Omnipotent and 6 PRAYERS FROM THE POETS .
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... sing . Plenteous of grace , descend from high Rich in Thy sevenfold energy ! Thou strength of His Almighty hand Whose power does heaven and earth command , Proceeding Spirit , our defence , Who dost the gift of tongues dispense , And ...
... sing . Plenteous of grace , descend from high Rich in Thy sevenfold energy ! Thou strength of His Almighty hand Whose power does heaven and earth command , Proceeding Spirit , our defence , Who dost the gift of tongues dispense , And ...
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... my bush . As birds robbed of their native wood , Although their diet may be fine , Yet neither sing nor like their food , But with the thought of home do pine ; B So do I mourn and hang my head , And PRAYERS FROM THE POETS . 17.
... my bush . As birds robbed of their native wood , Although their diet may be fine , Yet neither sing nor like their food , But with the thought of home do pine ; B So do I mourn and hang my head , And PRAYERS FROM THE POETS . 17.
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... fledg'd bird's nest may know , At first sight , if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now , That is to him unknown . And yet as angels in some brighter dreams Call to PRAYERS FROM THE POETS . 37.
... fledg'd bird's nest may know , At first sight , if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now , That is to him unknown . And yet as angels in some brighter dreams Call to PRAYERS FROM THE POETS . 37.
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... , dear Priest , I pray thee , for me , For Goddés love , thou pray More I pray that thou me myng In thy mass when thou dost sing ; 1 Remember . 1 And yet I pray thee , levé1 brother , Read 52 PRAYERS FROM THE POETS .
... , dear Priest , I pray thee , for me , For Goddés love , thou pray More I pray that thou me myng In thy mass when thou dost sing ; 1 Remember . 1 And yet I pray thee , levé1 brother , Read 52 PRAYERS FROM THE POETS .
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Termos e frases comuns
A. H. CLOUGH Almighty angels beams beauty behold blessed breath bright canst CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds comfort Coventry Patmore creatures D. G. Rossetti dark dear death deep didst divine doth dread dust dwell earth EDMUND SPENSER eternal evermore eyes faith Father fear FRANCIS QUARLES give glorious glory H. C. BEEChing hath hear heart heaven heavenly Henry Lucas HENRY VAUGHAN holy hope hour JOHN JOHN DONNE JOHN KEBLE King let Thy light live look Lord mighty night o'er pain peace pray prayer rest rise Saviour shine sigh sing sins sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars strength sweet tears Thee Thine things THOMAS CAMPION THOMAS PARNELL Thou art Thou dost Thou hast Thou wilt thoughts throne Thy face Thy grace Thy hand Thy love Thy mercy Thy name Thy praise Thyself unto voice WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings wisdom wrath
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Página 365 - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. cvi Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; Ring out the narrowing lust of gold; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Página 105 - WILT Thou forgive that sin, where I begun, Which was my sin though it were done before ? Wilt Thou forgive that sin, through which I run And do run still, though still I do deplore ? When Thou hast done, Thou hast not done, For I have more.
Página 124 - STRONG Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen Thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove...
Página 32 - Bolingbroke's, And nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...
Página 365 - RING out wild bells to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Página 300 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Página 251 - 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 26 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every man in arms should wish to be ? — It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought...
Página 206 - In offices of tenderness, and pay Meet adoration to my household gods, When I am gone. He works his work, I mine. "There lies the port: the vessel puffs her sail: There gloom the dark broad seas. My mariners, Souls that have toil'd, and wrought, and thought with me That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine...
Página 129 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these Heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.