PoemsC. and E.B. Gill, 1830 - 192 pages |
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... thee ? Hath not thy voice been here amongst us heard ? And that deep soul of gentleness and power , Have we not felt its breath in every word , Wont from thy lip , as Hermon's dew , to shower ? Yes ! in our hearts thy fervent thoughts ...
... thee ? Hath not thy voice been here amongst us heard ? And that deep soul of gentleness and power , Have we not felt its breath in every word , Wont from thy lip , as Hermon's dew , to shower ? Yes ! in our hearts thy fervent thoughts ...
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... thy wasted land ; Though weak , and whelmed beneath the storms of fate , Thy house is left unto thee desolate ; Though thy proud stones in cumbrous ruin fall , And seas of sand o'ertop thy mouldering wall ; Yet 12 PALESTINE .
... thy wasted land ; Though weak , and whelmed beneath the storms of fate , Thy house is left unto thee desolate ; Though thy proud stones in cumbrous ruin fall , And seas of sand o'ertop thy mouldering wall ; Yet 12 PALESTINE .
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... thee his ivory load behemoth boré , And far Sofala teemed with golden ore ; Thine all the arts that wait on wealth's increase , Or bask and wanton in the beam of peace . When Tyber slept beneath the cypress gloom , And silence held the ...
... thee his ivory load behemoth boré , And far Sofala teemed with golden ore ; Thine all the arts that wait on wealth's increase , Or bask and wanton in the beam of peace . When Tyber slept beneath the cypress gloom , And silence held the ...
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... thee cold and still , Stunned by the wrath of Heaven , on Pratzen's hill . O , on that hill may no kind month renew The fertile rain , the sparkling summer dew . Accursed of God , may those bleak summits tell The field of anger where ...
... thee cold and still , Stunned by the wrath of Heaven , on Pratzen's hill . O , on that hill may no kind month renew The fertile rain , the sparkling summer dew . Accursed of God , may those bleak summits tell The field of anger where ...
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... thee , Brandenburgh , the sound Of Poland's wailing drags thee to the ground , And drunk with guilt , thy harlot lips shall know The bitter dregs of Austria's cup of wo . 6 Enough of vengeance . O'er the ensanguined plain I gaze , and ...
... thee , Brandenburgh , the sound Of Poland's wailing drags thee to the ground , And drunk with guilt , thy harlot lips shall know The bitter dregs of Austria's cup of wo . 6 Enough of vengeance . O'er the ensanguined plain I gaze , and ...
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Adrastus Alpheus ancient Asturia beam beneath blessed blest blood bounteous bower brave breast bright bright promise brow chariot cherub coral strand coursers Cronian crown dare dark dead death Didst dread dwell E'en earth Edom falchion fame fear feeble fiery flame flood flower Freedom's glorious glory gods grave Greece harp hast hath heart hill holy hope Hosanna hour Israel Jesus Jove joy in heaven king Laius Latian light Lord lyre mercy mortal mourn muse nature's night numbers o'er ocean pale Pisa's pomp praise prayer pride proud Psaumis race reign rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword tears Thebes thee Theron's thine throne thunder toil tomb tower train tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wild wing world is grown wreath yonder youth zeal
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Page 88 - T^'HE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in his train?
Page 139 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 95 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Page 112 - Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see, Only thou art holy, there is none beside thee, Perfect in power, in love, and...
Page 145 - And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom ! Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of Mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may die, for the Sinless has died...
Page 95 - Lo, such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. By cool Siloam's shady rill The lily must decay ; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away.
Page 74 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light, Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night. May Thine angel guards defend us, Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This live-long night.
Page 68 - But when of morn and eve the star beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, thy prayers ascend for me.
Page 142 - BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom th.e words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead ; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed ; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Page 140 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.