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The blood - red banner floating o ' er their van , All madly blithe the mingled
myriads ran . Impatient Death beheld his destined food , And hovering vultures
snuffed the scent of blood . Not such the numbers , nor the host so dread , By
Northern ...
The blood - red banner floating o ' er their van , All madly blithe the mingled
myriads ran . Impatient Death beheld his destined food , And hovering vultures
snuffed the scent of blood . Not such the numbers , nor the host so dread , By
Northern ...
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And Desolation hoped an ampler sway ; What hero then triumphant Gaul
dismayed ? What arm repelled the victor renegade ? Britannia ' s champion : -
bathed in hostile blood , High on the breach the dauntless seaman stood ;
Admiring Asia ...
And Desolation hoped an ampler sway ; What hero then triumphant Gaul
dismayed ? What arm repelled the victor renegade ? Britannia ' s champion : -
bathed in hostile blood , High on the breach the dauntless seaman stood ;
Admiring Asia ...
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... we stray , The ship - boy ' s carol in the wealthy bay : But sweet no less , when
Justice points the spear , Of martial wrath the glorious din to hear , To catch the
war - note on the quivering gale , And bid the blood red paths of conquest hail .
... we stray , The ship - boy ' s carol in the wealthy bay : But sweet no less , when
Justice points the spear , Of martial wrath the glorious din to hear , To catch the
war - note on the quivering gale , And bid the blood red paths of conquest hail .
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... or slavish fear , And proud and pure the blood that mantles there , Theirs from
the birth is toil ; - o ' er granite steep , nd ; plaio . train : edste deer wave stan 42
EUROPE .
... or slavish fear , And proud and pure the blood that mantles there , Theirs from
the birth is toil ; - o ' er granite steep , nd ; plaio . train : edste deer wave stan 42
EUROPE .
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O helpless gods , who saw the curdled blood Taint the pure lotus of your ancient
flood , And fourfold - night the wondering earth enchain , While Memnon ' s orient
harp was heard in vain . Such musings held the tribes , till now the west With ...
O helpless gods , who saw the curdled blood Taint the pure lotus of your ancient
flood , And fourfold - night the wondering earth enchain , While Memnon ' s orient
harp was heard in vain . Such musings held the tribes , till now the west With ...
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ancient beneath blessed blood bore brave breast bright crown dare dark dead dear death deep doubt dread dwell earth faith fall fame fear feel field fire flood flower gave given glory gods gone grace grave green hand hast hath head hear heart heaven hill holy hope Hosanna hour king land light live Lord mortal mountain mourn night o'er pain peace plain poor praise prayer pride proud race reared rest rise roll rose round saints Saviour seek shade shore song sons sorrow soul sound spirit spread star storm strength strong SUNDAY sweet swell sword tears tell thee thine thou throne thunder toil tomb train TRINITY turn vain victory voice warrior waves weep wheels wide wild wind wing wreath yonder youth
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Página 112 - Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, 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 purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty...
Página 88 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. " Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong ; Who follows in His train...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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 ! HEBEK.
Página 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.
Página 81 - Hosanna to the incarnate Word ! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing. 2 " Hosanna, Lord ! " thine angels cry. " Hosanna, Lord ! " thy saints reply; Above, beneath us, and around.
Página 82 - So in the last and dreadful day. When earth and heaven shall melt away, Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, Shall swell the sound of praise again, Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Página 93 - His head with the beasts of the stall : Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
Página 139 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown : The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.
Información bibliográfica
| Título | Poe, s |
| Autor | Reginald Heber (bp. of Calcutta.) |
| Publicado | 1830 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 26 Sep. 2006 |
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