Sacred Poetry of the Seventeenth Century: Including the Whole of Giles Fletcher's Christ's Victory and Triumph; with Copious Selections from Spenser, Davies, Sandys [and Others] With an Introductory Essay and Critical Remarks, Volume 1J. Rickerby, 1836 |
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... dust , And the great dragon strongly doth represse Under the rigour of his judgment just ; His seate is Truth , to which the faithfull trust , From whence proceed her beames so pure and bright That all about him sheddeth glorious light ...
... dust , And the great dragon strongly doth represse Under the rigour of his judgment just ; His seate is Truth , to which the faithfull trust , From whence proceed her beames so pure and bright That all about him sheddeth glorious light ...
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... dust ? Their words like weapons pierce my bones ; While still they echo to my groans , Where is the Lord thy trust ? My soul , why art thou so deprest ! O why so troubled in my breast ! Sunk underneath thy load ! With constant hope on ...
... dust ? Their words like weapons pierce my bones ; While still they echo to my groans , Where is the Lord thy trust ? My soul , why art thou so deprest ! O why so troubled in my breast ! Sunk underneath thy load ! With constant hope on ...
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... dust and clay ; His batt'ring horns , pull'd out by civil hands , And iron teeth lie scatter'd on the sands ; Back'd , bridled by a monk , with sev'n heads yoked stands . And that black vulture , ' which with dreadful wing O'ershadows ...
... dust and clay ; His batt'ring horns , pull'd out by civil hands , And iron teeth lie scatter'd on the sands ; Back'd , bridled by a monk , with sev'n heads yoked stands . And that black vulture , ' which with dreadful wing O'ershadows ...
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... dust of sin above th ' industrious sky , And lets it not to dust and ashes fly ? Could Justice be of sin so overwoo'd , Or so great ill be cause of so great good , That bloody man to save , man's Saviour shed his blood ? Or did the lips ...
... dust of sin above th ' industrious sky , And lets it not to dust and ashes fly ? Could Justice be of sin so overwoo'd , Or so great ill be cause of so great good , That bloody man to save , man's Saviour shed his blood ? Or did the lips ...
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... dust - where grew such cause of pride ? His soul thy image - what could he envy ? Himself most happy , if he so would bide : Now grown most wretched , who can remedy ? He slew himself , himself the enemy ; That his own soul would her ...
... dust - where grew such cause of pride ? His soul thy image - what could he envy ? Himself most happy , if he so would bide : Now grown most wretched , who can remedy ? He slew himself , himself the enemy ; That his own soul would her ...
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ALLAN CUNNINGHAM angels beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst CHIG clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth dust earth Engravings eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE VIRTUE GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER glorious glory God's grace grave grief ground hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour HYMN King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind N. P. WILLIS never night PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest RICHARD BAXTER sacred seek shame shine sighs sight sing sins sleep songs sorrow soul spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue UNIV unto verse weep WILLIAM BEATTIE wind wings wound wretched
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Página 328 - I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
Página 253 - 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.
Página 318 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Página 327 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Página 317 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the Airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling : She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
Página 319 - Yea, Truth and Justice then Will down return to men, Orb'd in a rainbow ; and, like glories wearing, Mercy will sit between, Thron'd in celestial sheen, With radiant feet the tissued clouds down steering; And Heaven, as at some festival, Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall.
Página 327 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Página 326 - Perhaps my semblance might deceive the truth That I to manhood am arrived so near ; And inward ripeness doth much less appear, That some more timely-happy spirits endu'th.
Página 315 - It was the winter wild, While the Heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize: It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun her lusty paramour.
Página 180 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.