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Fierce , hardy , proud , in conscious freedom bold , Those stormy seats the
warrior Druses hold ; From Norman blood their lofty line they trace , Their lion
courage proves their generous race . They , only they , while all around them
knzel In ...
Fierce , hardy , proud , in conscious freedom bold , Those stormy seats the
warrior Druses hold ; From Norman blood their lofty line they trace , Their lion
courage proves their generous race . They , only they , while all around them
knzel In ...
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... Who round the Saviour ' s cross your sorrows shed , Not for bis sake your
tearful vigils keep ;Weep for your country , for your childrerf weep , - Vengeance ,
thy fiery wing their race pursued ; Thy thirsty poniard blushed with infant blood .
... Who round the Saviour ' s cross your sorrows shed , Not for bis sake your
tearful vigils keep ;Weep for your country , for your childrerf weep , - Vengeance ,
thy fiery wing their race pursued ; Thy thirsty poniard blushed with infant blood .
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... bright and numerous as the spangled sky , Beamed cach fair star of Europe ' s
galaxy All , all are gone , and after - time shall trace One boundless rule , one
undistinguished race ; Twilight of worth , where nought remains to move The
patriot ...
... bright and numerous as the spangled sky , Beamed cach fair star of Europe ' s
galaxy All , all are gone , and after - time shall trace One boundless rule , one
undistinguished race ; Twilight of worth , where nought remains to move The
patriot ...
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Nor these alone ; as loud the war - notes swell , La Mancha ' s shepherd quits his
cork - built cell ; Alhama ' s strength is there , and those who till ( A hardy race ! )
Morena ' s scortched hill ; And in rude aruns through wide Galicia ' s reign , The ...
Nor these alone ; as loud the war - notes swell , La Mancha ' s shepherd quits his
cork - built cell ; Alhama ' s strength is there , and those who till ( A hardy race ! )
Morena ' s scortched hill ; And in rude aruns through wide Galicia ' s reign , The ...
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TO THERON OF AGRAGAS , VICTOR IN THE CHARIOT RACE . O song , whose
voice the harp obeys , Accordant aye with answering string ; What god , what
hero wilt thou praise , What man of godlike prowess sing ? - Lo Jove himself is
Pisa ...
TO THERON OF AGRAGAS , VICTOR IN THE CHARIOT RACE . O song , whose
voice the harp obeys , Accordant aye with answering string ; What god , what
hero wilt thou praise , What man of godlike prowess sing ? - Lo Jove himself is
Pisa ...
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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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