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Página 12
... high Mock the weak notes of mortal minstrelsy ; Yet , might your aid this
anxious breast inspire With one faint spark of Milton ' s seraph fire , Then should
my Muse ascend with bolder flight , And wave her eagle - plumes exulting in the
light .
... high Mock the weak notes of mortal minstrelsy ; Yet , might your aid this
anxious breast inspire With one faint spark of Milton ' s seraph fire , Then should
my Muse ascend with bolder flight , And wave her eagle - plumes exulting in the
light .
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Be his the soul with wintry Reasou blest , The dull , lethargic sovereign of the
breast . Be his the life that creeps in dead repose , No joy that sparkles , and no
tear that flows . Far other they who reared yon pompous shrine And bade the rock
...
Be his the soul with wintry Reasou blest , The dull , lethargic sovereign of the
breast . Be his the life that creeps in dead repose , No joy that sparkles , and no
tear that flows . Far other they who reared yon pompous shrine And bade the rock
...
Página 47
... by murder gored , The base pursuer waves his weaker sword , And , trod to
earth , by trampling thousands pressed , The horse - hoof glances from that
mangled breast ; E ' en in that hour his hope to England fies , And fame and
vengeance ...
... by murder gored , The base pursuer waves his weaker sword , And , trod to
earth , by trampling thousands pressed , The horse - hoof glances from that
mangled breast ; E ' en in that hour his hope to England fies , And fame and
vengeance ...
Página 65
Before , beside us , and above , The fire - fly lights his lamp of love , Retreating ,
chasing , sinking , soaring , The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this
cooler air confessed , The broad Dhatura bares her breast , Of fragrant scent ,
and ...
Before , beside us , and above , The fire - fly lights his lamp of love , Retreating ,
chasing , sinking , soaring , The darkness of the copse exploring ; While to this
cooler air confessed , The broad Dhatura bares her breast , Of fragrant scent ,
and ...
Página 70
I sought of feeling , if her skill Could soothe the wounded breast ; And found her
mourning , faint and still , For others ' woes distressed . I questioned virtue ; virtue
sighed , No boon could she dispense - - Nor virtue was her name , she cried ...
I sought of feeling , if her skill Could soothe the wounded breast ; And found her
mourning , faint and still , For others ' woes distressed . I questioned virtue ; virtue
sighed , No boon could she dispense - - Nor virtue was her name , she cried ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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
Pasajes populares
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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