Poems,Baldwin, Cradock, and Joy, 1820 - 66 páginas |
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... Lost in the mists of dark futurity , For ever hid from my unbidden gaze They rest , Almighty One ! -they rest with Thee : Wise and inscrutable are all thy ways . B The humble creature thou hast deign'd to make Here also POEMS, ...
... Lost in the mists of dark futurity , For ever hid from my unbidden gaze They rest , Almighty One ! -they rest with Thee : Wise and inscrutable are all thy ways . B The humble creature thou hast deign'd to make Here also POEMS, ...
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Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower. The humble creature thou hast deign'd to make Here also rests . Thy mercies I have prov'd ; Deep in this heart a holy trust they wake , To bid me bear the ills of life unmov'd.— Vain terrors , peace ...
Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower. The humble creature thou hast deign'd to make Here also rests . Thy mercies I have prov'd ; Deep in this heart a holy trust they wake , To bid me bear the ills of life unmov'd.— Vain terrors , peace ...
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... Hast thou no duties to pursue ? No sacred claims before thy view ? No task appointed for the day , That hours may thus be mourn'd away ? No preparation for the morrow , To steal one passing B 2 3 LINES. ...
... Hast thou no duties to pursue ? No sacred claims before thy view ? No task appointed for the day , That hours may thus be mourn'd away ? No preparation for the morrow , To steal one passing B 2 3 LINES. ...
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... thou lingerest here . Is nought of blessing to thee given ? No home on earth ? -no trust in Heaven ? -O , if those holy hopes on thee Have pour'd their sacred agency ; And if thou hast a soul to feel The mercies which such hopes reveal ...
... thou lingerest here . Is nought of blessing to thee given ? No home on earth ? -no trust in Heaven ? -O , if those holy hopes on thee Have pour'd their sacred agency ; And if thou hast a soul to feel The mercies which such hopes reveal ...
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Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower. SONNET . I HAIL thee , Solitude ! for unto me Thou art but memory of the hours most ... hast given High dreams , and aspirations after Heaven ! SONNET . AND can this bright and heaven descended spark 23.
Jane Elizabeth Roscoe Hornblower. SONNET . I HAIL thee , Solitude ! for unto me Thou art but memory of the hours most ... hast given High dreams , and aspirations after Heaven ! SONNET . AND can this bright and heaven descended spark 23.
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Almighty Amid ANGEL-MINDED ART thou aw'd beam beauty birds blessed blest bloom blossom blue blue heaven bosom breast breath'd bright brow calm celestial cheek clouds dark deep doom dreams earth earthly eternal extasy faded faint FAMILY CIRCLE fate fate's feel flowers form'd gaze glorious glory glow grief hallow'd happy hath heart throbb'd heaven holy hopes hour human Immortality impulse knew life's living LLANBERIS PASS lonely lov'd mortal murmur musings nature's night o'er pale peace pour'd my soul pure purer radiant rapture rest round sacred seem'd shade shadowy shone shrine sigh sight slumber smil❜d smile soften'd solitude SONNET sorrow spirit STANZAS stings storm strange sublime sweet tears tempests tender thee Thou art thou hast stamp'd thoughts thro thy heart thy mercy tomb trembled trust Twill breathe unto vanish'd visions voice was hush'd wandering wearied weep wept wild wing young
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Página 41 - I liv'd Amid my own creations ; and a world Of many hopes and raptures was within me, Such as I could not tell of; for I knew Such feelings could not bear a sympathy ; They were too sacred to admit communion, Too blest to need it — to the fields and woods Did my heart's fulness pour them ; solitude Was the expansion of my secret visions, When I could ask my soul to tell me all, And many a bright and blessed reverie Hath...
Página 34 - You would have deem'd that he had been forgot,, Or thought her bosom callous to the stroke : But on her cheek there was one hectic spot, 'Twas little, —but it told her heart was broke.
Página 19 - WEEP not, tho' lonely and wild be thy path, And the storms may be gathering round ; There is one who can shield from the hurricane's wrath, And that one may for ever be found. He is with thee, around thee,- He lists to thy cry, And thy tears are recorded by Him — A pillar of fire He will be to thine eye, Whose brightness no shadow can dim.
Página 26 - Is fleeting fast—and merrily chime The morning bells ; and the beautiful view Thy touch should, arrest, is fading too! The glow of the cloud is darkening fast. And the sunny mist is almost past; And thy lyre is lying all unstrung ; And thy matin hymn is still unsung; And thy lip is mute, and thy knee unbending, Nor is yet the sweet prayer to heaven ascending. What 1 slumbering still!
Página 41 - Tho' bound with sweet ties to a happy home, With all life's sacred charities around me ; I have been lonely — for my soul had thirst The waters of this world could not assuage : I found them bitter, and I had high dreams, And strange imaginations — yea...
Página 54 - Would seek a refuge in its parent breast ! O Father! in thy mercy shelter me, For I am worn with mortal miseries ; My dark and earth-entangled spirit free, And plume it to ascend its native skies ; With loosen'd wing to thy high rest to soar, And never to desert its mansion more ! Ntu Series — vol.
Página 20 - And weep not that none arc around thce to love, For a Father is with thee to bless; And if griefs have exalted thy spirit above, Oh say, wouldst thou wish for one less ? He is with thee, whose favour for ever is life, Could a mortal heart guard thee so well ? Oh! hush the vain wish, calm thy bosom's wild strife, And forbid but a thought to rebel.
Página 35 - She bow'd her head in quietness : — she knew Her blighted prospects could revive no more ; Yet was she calm, for she had heaven in view. • ' She lov'd and she forgave him — and in dying She ask'da blessing on his future years ; And so she went to sleep ; meekly relying Upon that power which shall efface all tears. Her simple turf the young spring...