Religious PoemsC. E. Alexander White, Stokes, & Allen, 1886 - 335 páginas |
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... SICILY OBERT of Sicily , brother of Pope Urbane And Valmond , Emperor of Allemaine , Apparelled in magnificent attire , With retinue of many a knight and squire , On St. John's eve , at vespers , proudly sat And heard the priests chant ...
... SICILY OBERT of Sicily , brother of Pope Urbane And Valmond , Emperor of Allemaine , Apparelled in magnificent attire , With retinue of many a knight and squire , On St. John's eve , at vespers , proudly sat And heard the priests chant ...
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... Sicily , brother of Pope Urbane And Valmond , Emperor of Allemaine , Despoiled of his magnificent attire , Bareheaded , breathless , and besprent with mire , With sense of wrong and outrage desperate , Strode on , and thundered at the ...
... Sicily , brother of Pope Urbane And Valmond , Emperor of Allemaine , Despoiled of his magnificent attire , Bareheaded , breathless , and besprent with mire , With sense of wrong and outrage desperate , Strode on , and thundered at the ...
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... world he loved so much Had turned to dust and ashes at his touch ! Days came and went ; and now returned again To Sicily the old Saturnian reign ; ; Under the Angel's governance benign The happy island danced with 116 He Leadeth Me.
... world he loved so much Had turned to dust and ashes at his touch ! Days came and went ; and now returned again To Sicily the old Saturnian reign ; ; Under the Angel's governance benign The happy island danced with 116 He Leadeth Me.
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... Sicily ! This man , who wears my semblance to your eyes , Is an impostor in a king's disguise . Do you not know me ? does no voice within Answer my cry , and say we are akin ? " The Pope in silence , but with troubled mien , Gazed at ...
... Sicily ! This man , who wears my semblance to your eyes , Is an impostor in a king's disguise . Do you not know me ? does no voice within Answer my cry , and say we are akin ? " The Pope in silence , but with troubled mien , Gazed at ...
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... Sicily , brother of Pope Urbane Rock of Ages , cleft for me • 113 55 Sabbath of the saints of old . 72 Saviour , when in dust to Thee 52 Say , watchman , what of the night 147 Sea - bird haunter of the wave 294 She had been told that ...
... Sicily , brother of Pope Urbane Rock of Ages , cleft for me • 113 55 Sabbath of the saints of old . 72 Saviour , when in dust to Thee 52 Say , watchman , what of the night 147 Sea - bird haunter of the wave 294 She had been told that ...
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angels art thou Ben Jonson beneath bird blessed blest breast breath bright calm child Christ clouds crown dark dead dear death deep divine doth dream dust E'en earth eternal evermore eyes faith faithless fear flowers forever gaze glorious glory God's gold golden grace grave grief hand happy hast hath hear heard heart Heaven heavenly Henry Hart Milman holy Holy habits hope hour HYMN Jesus John Dryden John Milton Keble King Lamb of God land light live look Lord lowly Michael Bruce morn ne'er never night o'er peace praise prayer psalm rest round sacred saints Saviour SEA OF GALILEE shalt shine Sicily sing skies sleep smile soft solemn song sorrow soul sound spirit spring star star of Bethlehem strife sweet tears thee thine thou art thought throne Thy love tomb unto voice wave weary weep wind wings Wykeham
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Página 208 - 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...
Página 86 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold ; . And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Página 200 - I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu! But was it such? — It was — where thou art gone Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown. May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more!
Página 126 - SWEET day, so cool, so calm, so bright — The bridal of the earth and sky! The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angry and brave Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its 'grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Página 158 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to Virtue's side; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt, for all.
Página 270 - THOU art, O God ! the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee. Where'er we turn thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.
Página 108 - O ! th" exceeding grace Of highest God that loves his creatures so, And all his works with mercy doth embrace, That blessed Angels he sends to and fro, To serve to wicked man, to serve his wicked foe ! How oft do they their silver bowers leave, To come to succour us that succour want ! How oft do they with golden pinions cleave The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant, Against foul fiends to aid us militant ! They for us fight, they watch and duly ward, And their bright squadrons round about us...
Página 179 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Página 158 - Wept o'er his wounds or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Página 268 - Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.