The Works of Mrs. Elizabeth Rowe: Letters moral & entertaining, pt. 3. Devout exercises of the heart. Poems & translations by Mr. Thomas RoweJ. & A. Arch, 1796 |
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... pow'r , Ordains the moon to cheer the midnight hour ; While sparkling stars in solemn order wait Upon her silent course , to grace her state . Lucy . Nor in the skies alone his pow'r is seen ; To imitate whose charms all art is faint ...
... pow'r , Ordains the moon to cheer the midnight hour ; While sparkling stars in solemn order wait Upon her silent course , to grace her state . Lucy . Nor in the skies alone his pow'r is seen ; To imitate whose charms all art is faint ...
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... pow'r ! ' How great thy triumph on that glorious hour ! The high - rais'd thrones above look'd down to see The vanquish'd God a captive led by thee . His fplendour in mortality difguis'd , The Principalities of heav'n furpris'd ; Th ...
... pow'r ! ' How great thy triumph on that glorious hour ! The high - rais'd thrones above look'd down to see The vanquish'd God a captive led by thee . His fplendour in mortality difguis'd , The Principalities of heav'n furpris'd ; Th ...
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... pow'r ; With rites infernal all your pomp display , And mark with horror the tremenduous day ; Confus'd , you search your dreadful rolls in vain , Th ' eternal honour shines without a stain , Unblemish'd shines in men and angels ' view ...
... pow'r ; With rites infernal all your pomp display , And mark with horror the tremenduous day ; Confus'd , you search your dreadful rolls in vain , Th ' eternal honour shines without a stain , Unblemish'd shines in men and angels ' view ...
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... pow'r , by ev'ry answ'ring stream , In gentle notes I sung : Laurinda taught my Muse her art , And fill'd with tender fires my heart : She taught me how to paint thy beauteous face , Thy charming form , and ev'ry moving grace . But who ...
... pow'r , by ev'ry answ'ring stream , In gentle notes I sung : Laurinda taught my Muse her art , And fill'd with tender fires my heart : She taught me how to paint thy beauteous face , Thy charming form , and ev'ry moving grace . But who ...
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Elizabeth Singer Rowe. If there's a Pow'r above , " He must delight in virtue , " And that which he delights in must be happy . I found myself now interested in the truths of Christianity ; the firm belief of a life everlasting would in ...
Elizabeth Singer Rowe. If there's a Pow'r above , " He must delight in virtue , " And that which he delights in must be happy . I found myself now interested in the truths of Christianity ; the firm belief of a life everlasting would in ...
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Términos y frases comunes
abandon'd adore bard beauty bleffings bleft blessed breaſt inſpire bright cauſe celestial Charm ev'ry curft daring defires delight divine dreadful e'er earth ELIZABETH ROWE eternal ev'n eyes fair fate fave fhades fhall fhould fing finks fire fix'd fkies flain flame flaves foar foes foft fongs fons foon foul ftand fung fway fyren gentle Gideon fell glories glorious grace happy hear heart Heav'n heav'nly Heedlefs hell hope horror illuftrious immortal inchanting Jephtha joys laſt lays lefs lift'ning light loft looſe Lord lyre mighty mortal mufe muſt nobleft numbers o'er oppreft paffion Pindar pity pleaſe pleaſures praife praiſe pray'rs purſue rage raiſe rapture realms reign rifing ruin ſhall ſhe ſkies ſmile soul tender Thebes thee theme themſelves thine thoſe thou art thou hast thouſand thro thy love thy pow'r thy throne tranſports trembling triumph tyrant vaft verfe verſe Virtue's waſtes Whene'er whofe wild wretched Ye ministers
Pasajes populares
Página 157 - This poor man cried, and the Lord heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
Página 157 - Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to His blood.
Página 77 - One shall say, I am the Lord's; and another shall call himself by the name of Jacob; and another shall subscribe with his hand unto the Lord, and surname himself by the name of Israel.
Página 157 - Come and hear, all ye that fear the Lord, and I will tell you what He has done for my soul ?
Página 157 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
Página 117 - There, said they, is mount Zion, the heavenly Jerusalem, the innumerable company of Angels, and the Spirits of just men made perfect.
Página 153 - They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures. For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.
Página 77 - My God ! my chief delight ? Why are my thoughts no more, by day, — With thee, no more by night \ 2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? Where can such sweetness be, As I have tasted in thy love, — . As I have found in thee...
Página 77 - He is the Rock, his work is perfect: For all his ways are judgment: A God of truth and without iniquity, Just and right is he.
Página 89 - I WAITED patiently for the Lord ; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.