The Testimony of the PoetsB.B. Mussey and A. Tompkins, 1854 - 360 páginas |
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... , the Day of Man ! And thee as offspring of our nature scan , The very need and yearning of our lot That , once in seven days , our toil forgot , We rest ; not only the tired artisan , But CHAUNCEY HARE TOWNSHEND . 39.
... , the Day of Man ! And thee as offspring of our nature scan , The very need and yearning of our lot That , once in seven days , our toil forgot , We rest ; not only the tired artisan , But CHAUNCEY HARE TOWNSHEND . 39.
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... once be free ; To labor , as in dreams , at deeds begun But never ended ; all that fancy won To see dissolved in airy vacancy Is this to last for ever ? Shame , oh shame ! So much of beauty that we will not seize Upbraids us . When , as ...
... once be free ; To labor , as in dreams , at deeds begun But never ended ; all that fancy won To see dissolved in airy vacancy Is this to last for ever ? Shame , oh shame ! So much of beauty that we will not seize Upbraids us . When , as ...
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... once hast ta'en from Christ thy birth ! Sensual delights not only will make dearth Within thee ; but thy tender God forgot Will grieve , because thou form'st a thoughtless plot To mar creation's end - thy joy and mirth . Oh , say , what ...
... once hast ta'en from Christ thy birth ! Sensual delights not only will make dearth Within thee ; but thy tender God forgot Will grieve , because thou form'st a thoughtless plot To mar creation's end - thy joy and mirth . Oh , say , what ...
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... - encircling sky ! Nor earth nor heaven is read by scrutiny ! But touch me with a Saviour's love divine , I pierce at once to wisdom's inner shrine , And my soul seeth all things like an eye . CHAUNCEY HARE TOWNSHEND . 333 43.
... - encircling sky ! Nor earth nor heaven is read by scrutiny ! But touch me with a Saviour's love divine , I pierce at once to wisdom's inner shrine , And my soul seeth all things like an eye . CHAUNCEY HARE TOWNSHEND . 333 43.
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... once hast smiled , XLVIII . " Jesus Christ the same yesterday , and to - day , and for ever . " Hebrews , xiii . & I KNOW that Thou wilt love me without end , Saviour ; that nought Thy fixéd Truth can shake ; That Thou my woes wilt ...
... once hast smiled , XLVIII . " Jesus Christ the same yesterday , and to - day , and for ever . " Hebrews , xiii . & I KNOW that Thou wilt love me without end , Saviour ; that nought Thy fixéd Truth can shake ; That Thou my woes wilt ...
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ABOU BEN ADHEM Alphonse De Lamartine angel beauty behold beneath Bernard Barton bless blesséd blest bliss bosom breast breath bright calm cheerful child Christ clouds dark dead dear death deep divine dost doth doubt dream dust E'en earth earthly Elizabeth Barrett Browning Epes Sargent eternal eyes fair faith Father fear feel flowers forever gloom glorious glory God's grace grave grief happy harvest ended hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope Horace Smith human immortal John Sterling life's light live look Lord mercy mind morning mortal Nature Nature's never night o'er old minster pain peace perish praise prayer Psalm rest Ring Saviour seraphs shine silent skies smile sorrow soul sphere spirit stars sweet tears thee thine things Thomas Hood Thou art Thou hast thought throne trembling trust truth unto virtue voice wandering weary weep wings wisdom word
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Página 80 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity ! Thou best philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage ! thou eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep Haunted for ever by the eternal mind — Mighty prophet ! Seer blest, On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Página 116 - 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 77 - And all together pray. While each to his great Father bends, Old men, and babes, and loving friends. And youths and maidens gay...
Página 84 - I have seen A curious Child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped Shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for murmurings from within Were heard, — sonorous cadences ! whereby, To his belief, the Monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native Sea.
Página 169 - The impetuous song, and say from whom you rage. His praise, ye brooks, attune, ye trembling rills; And let me catch it as I muse along. Ye headlong torrents, rapid and profound; Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound His stupendous praise, whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Página 248 - Had she a brother ? Or was there a dearer one Still, and a nearer one Yet, than all other ? Alas ! for the rarity Of Christian charity Under the sun ! Oh ! it was pitiful ! Near a whole city full, Home she had none.
Página 90 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Página 89 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night...
Página 312 - Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. Through waves and clouds and storms He gently clears thy way; Wait thou His time, so shall this night Soon end in joyous day.
Página 170 - tis nought to me: Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.