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Página 92
A LEPER once to Jesus came , Believing only in His name , And trusting in His
love : “ Thou seest , Lord , my direst need , Unclean and dying ! Yet I plead , Thou
canst my curse remove ! ' * I will ! Be clean ! ' the Lord replied , And straightway ...
A LEPER once to Jesus came , Believing only in His name , And trusting in His
love : “ Thou seest , Lord , my direst need , Unclean and dying ! Yet I plead , Thou
canst my curse remove ! ' * I will ! Be clean ! ' the Lord replied , And straightway ...
Página 93
Thee ; Before Thy Father ' s face Thou hast prepared a place , That where Thou
art , there they may also be . It was no path of flowers Through this dark world of
ours , Beloved of the Father , Thou didst tread ! And shall we in dismay Shrink ...
Thee ; Before Thy Father ' s face Thou hast prepared a place , That where Thou
art , there they may also be . It was no path of flowers Through this dark world of
ours , Beloved of the Father , Thou didst tread ! And shall we in dismay Shrink ...
Página 96
As crystal clear , for ever bright , Thou Stream o ' erflowing , pure and free ; The
brightness of the cherubim , The glow of burning seraphim , Are darkness when
compared with Thee . Be Thou my pattern bright , My study and delight , My all in
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As crystal clear , for ever bright , Thou Stream o ' erflowing , pure and free ; The
brightness of the cherubim , The glow of burning seraphim , Are darkness when
compared with Thee . Be Thou my pattern bright , My study and delight , My all in
...
Página 98
I see Thee not , I hear Thee not , Yet art Thou oft with me ; And earth hath ne ' er
so dear a spot As where I meet with Thee . Like some bright dream that comes
unsought , When slumbers o ' er me roll , Thine image ever fills my thought , And
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I see Thee not , I hear Thee not , Yet art Thou oft with me ; And earth hath ne ' er
so dear a spot As where I meet with Thee . Like some bright dream that comes
unsought , When slumbers o ' er me roll , Thine image ever fills my thought , And
...
Página 108
Come , as when doors were shut Thou cam ' st of yore , And visitedst Thine own .
My Lord ! I kneel with reverent love and fear ; For Thou art here ! - Mary E .
Atkinson . My Saviour ! Thee possessing , I have the joy , the balm , The healing
and ...
Come , as when doors were shut Thou cam ' st of yore , And visitedst Thine own .
My Lord ! I kneel with reverent love and fear ; For Thou art here ! - Mary E .
Atkinson . My Saviour ! Thee possessing , I have the joy , the balm , The healing
and ...
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angels bear beauty bless bliss breath bright bring Christ comes dark death deep divine doth dream earth eternal eyes face fair faith fall fear feel feet flowers give glory God's grace grave grief grow hand happy hast hath head hear heart heaven hold holy hope hour human Jesus keep King land leave life's light live look Lord mind mortal nature never night o'er once pain pass peace pleasure poor praise prayer rest rise round seek Shakespeare shine sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stand stars strong sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought toil true trust truth turn virtue voice wait weary wind wings Young youth
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Página 108 - The applause of listening senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes, Their lot forbade: nor circumscribed alone Their growing virtues, but their crimes confined; Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled...
Página 495 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean — roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore ; — upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Página 599 - There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more...
Página 107 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care ; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share. Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield, Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke, How jocund did they drive their team a-field ! How...
Página 310 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 107 - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 509 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There Honour comes, a pilgrim grey, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there!
Página 456 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will, for a' that, That sense and worth o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Página 522 - When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. Not as the conqueror comes, . They, the true-hearted, came; Not with the roll of the stirring drums, And the trumpet that sings of fame; Not as the flying come, In silence and in fear — They shook the depths of the desert's gloom With their hymns of lofty cheer. Amidst the storm they sang, And the stars heard, and the sea; And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang To the anthem of the free.
Página 370 - Some fragment from his dream of human life Shaped by himself with newly-learned art; A wedding or a festival, A mourning or a funeral; And this hath now his heart...