Scenes and Hymns of Life,: With Other Religious PoemsWilliam Blackwood, 1834 - 247 pages |
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... thou hast known The tender sweetness of a mother's voice- If the true vigil of affection's eye Hath watch'd thy ... bless thee still ! Gomez , ( aside . ) Her soul may yield , Beholding him in fetters ; woman's faith Will bend to ...
... thou hast known The tender sweetness of a mother's voice- If the true vigil of affection's eye Hath watch'd thy ... bless thee still ! Gomez , ( aside . ) Her soul may yield , Beholding him in fetters ; woman's faith Will bend to ...
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... bless thee , my true bride for Heaven ! Edith . And let me bless thee , Herbert ! in this hour Let my soul bless thee with prevailing might ! Oh ! thou hast loved me nobly ! thou didst take An orphan to thy heart , a thing unprized And ...
... bless thee , my true bride for Heaven ! Edith . And let me bless thee , Herbert ! in this hour Let my soul bless thee with prevailing might ! Oh ! thou hast loved me nobly ! thou didst take An orphan to thy heart , a thing unprized And ...
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With Other Religious Poems Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans. Of richest price ; and thou didst fill her soul With the high gifts of an immortal wealth.— I bless , I bless thee ! Never did thine eye Look on me but in glistening tenderness ...
With Other Religious Poems Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans. Of richest price ; and thou didst fill her soul With the high gifts of an immortal wealth.— I bless , I bless thee ! Never did thine eye Look on me but in glistening tenderness ...
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... thee with impassion'd voice ! Me didst thou constitute a priest of thine In such a temple as we now behold , Rear'd ... bless thee , O my God ! that I have met And own'd thine image in the majesty Of their calm temple still ! -that never ...
... thee with impassion'd voice ! Me didst thou constitute a priest of thine In such a temple as we now behold , Rear'd ... bless thee , O my God ! that I have met And own'd thine image in the majesty Of their calm temple still ! -that never ...
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... thee more : I bless thee , O my God ! And if thy spirit on thy child hath shed The gift , the vision of the unseal'd eye , To pierce the mist o'er life's deep meanings spread , To reach the hidden fountain - urns that lie Far in man's ...
... thee more : I bless thee , O my God ! And if thy spirit on thy child hath shed The gift , the vision of the unseal'd eye , To pierce the mist o'er life's deep meanings spread , To reach the hidden fountain - urns that lie Far in man's ...
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angel eyes art thou beauty beneath Blanche bless thee blest bosom bow'd breast breath bright brooding brow burning calm child cloud D'Aubigné dark dead dear dear Jessy death deep didst divine doth dread dreams E'en earth Edith Enonio eyes faint faith Father Father divine fear FELICIA HEMANS flowers fond forest gentle gleaming glorious glory Gomez harp hath hear heart Heaven heavenly Herbert Herrmann holy hope hour human HYMN immortal LADY STAIR'S CLOSE Leonardo da Vinci light lone lowly lyre meek midst mighty Mother mountain ne'er night o'er once pale prayer pure quivering rich RIZPAH round SACRED HARP Saviour's scene shade shadow shower shrine silent sing sleep soft solemn song soul sound spirit stars strain stream sweet swift wind tears tender thine thou hast thoughts thrilling tone trembling unto thee voice wandering waves whisper wild wind wings woods words
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Page 199 - O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live: Ours is her wedding-garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth — And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Page 179 - Verily I say unto you, Wheresoever this gospel shall be preached in the whole world, there shall also this, that this woman hath done, be told for a memorial of her.
Page 99 - Thou ! 3. By Him who bowed to take The death-cup for our sake, The thorn, the rod — From whom the last dismay Was not to pass away, Aid us...
Page 100 - By Him who bowed to take The death-cup for our sake, The thorn, the rod ; From whom the last dismay Was not to pass away : Aid us, O God. 4 Tremblers beside the grave, We call on Thee to save, Father divine ! Hear, hear our suppliant breath, Keep us, in life and death, Thine, only Thine.
Page 115 - God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod. Thou hast fix'd our ark of refuge, Where the spoiler's foot ne'er trod; For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God ! We are watchers of a beacon Whose light must never die ; We are guardians of an altar 'Midst the silence of the sky : The rocks yield founts of courage, Struck forth as by thy rod; For the strength of the hills we bless thee. Our God, our fathers
Page 212 - A seed not lost; — for which, in darker years, O Book of Heaven ! I pour, with grateful tears, Heart blessings on the holy dead and thee ! III.
Page 16 - Looked through the lonely garden's shade, On that dread agony : The Lord of all, above, beneath, Was bowed with sorrow unto death. The sun set in a fearful hour : The stars might well grow dim, When this mortality had power So to o'ershadow Him ! That He, Who gave man's breath, might know The very depths of human woe.
Page 155 - Clasp me a little longer, on the brink Of fate ! while I can feel thy dear caress ; And, when this heart hath ceased to beat — oh! think, And let it mitigate thy woe's excess, That thou hast been to me all tenderness, And friend to more than human friendship just Oh ! by that retrospect of happiness, And by the hopes of an immortal trust, God shall assuage thy pangs — when I am laid in dust ! xxx.
Page 146 - I bless thy name, That thou hast mantled the green earth with flowers, Linking our hearts to nature ! By the love Of their wild blossoms, our young footsteps first Into her deep recesses are beguiled...
Page 18 - It passed not, though to Him the grave Had yielded up its dead ! But there was sent Him from on high A gift of strength for man to die.