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Página 35
... victory wavered on Moravia's field, Then France had mourned her conquests
made in vain, Her backward-beaten ranks, and countless slain, Then had the
strength of Europe's freedom stood, And still the Rhine had rolled a German flood
.
... victory wavered on Moravia's field, Then France had mourned her conquests
made in vain, Her backward-beaten ranks, and countless slain, Then had the
strength of Europe's freedom stood, And still the Rhine had rolled a German flood
.
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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
milder ...
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
milder ...
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1 Fly, Misraim, fly :' — The ravenous floods they see, And fiercer than the floods,
the Deily. ' Fly, Misraim, fly :' — From Edom's coral strand Again the prophet
stretched his dreadful wand : — With one wild crash the thundering waters sweep
, ...
1 Fly, Misraim, fly :' — The ravenous floods they see, And fiercer than the floods,
the Deily. ' Fly, Misraim, fly :' — From Edom's coral strand Again the prophet
stretched his dreadful wand : — With one wild crash the thundering waters sweep
, ...
Página 96
The stream thy word to nectar dyed, The bread thy blessing multiplied, The
stormy wind, the whelming flood, That silent at thy mandate stood, How well they
knew thy voice divine, Whose works they were, and only thine. Though now no
more ...
The stream thy word to nectar dyed, The bread thy blessing multiplied, The
stormy wind, the whelming flood, That silent at thy mandate stood, How well they
knew thy voice divine, Whose works they were, and only thine. Though now no
more ...
Página 120
Whew spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil ; When summer's
balmy showers refresh the mower's toil; When winter binds in frosty chains the
fallow and the flood, In God the earth rejoiceth still, and owns his Maker good.
Whew spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil ; When summer's
balmy showers refresh the mower's toil; When winter binds in frosty chains the
fallow and the flood, In God the earth rejoiceth still, and owns his Maker good.
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Términos y frases comunes
Adrastus ancient ASCENSION DAY beam beneath blessed blest blood bore bounteous bower brave breast breath bright bright promise brow chariot coral strand coursers Cronian crown dare dark dead death Didst dreadful dwell E'en earth Edom falchion fame fear feeble fiery flame flood Freedom's glorious glory grave harp hast hath heart hill holy hope Hosanna hour Israel Jesus Jove joy in heaven king Laius Latian light Lord mercy mighty mortal mourn nature's night numbers o'er ocean's pale Pisa's pomp praise prayer pride proud race rill saints Saviour seraphim falling shade shore song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread storm SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sweet swell sword tears tempest-tost Thebes thee Theron's thine Thou art throne thunder thy grace toil tomb tongue train trembling TRINITY SUNDAY tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wheels wild wing yonder youth zeal
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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