Beauties of Modern British Poetry: Systematically Arranged ...Nelson, 1865 - 416 páginas |
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... dream ! The danger they discern not they deny , Laugh at their only remedy , and die . But still a soul thus touched can never cease , Whoever threatens war , to speak of peace . Pure in her aim , and in her temper mild , Her wisdom ...
... dream ! The danger they discern not they deny , Laugh at their only remedy , and die . But still a soul thus touched can never cease , Whoever threatens war , to speak of peace . Pure in her aim , and in her temper mild , Her wisdom ...
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... dream , When to the awe - struck prophet's eyes God bade the star of Judah rise— There heaven in living lustre glowed— There shone the Saviour - there the God . O ye , to whom the dying Lord Your sorrows - not his own- -deplored ; Thou ...
... dream , When to the awe - struck prophet's eyes God bade the star of Judah rise— There heaven in living lustre glowed— There shone the Saviour - there the God . O ye , to whom the dying Lord Your sorrows - not his own- -deplored ; Thou ...
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... dream , - We hail that beam and call it Love ! But fainter than the star's pale ray Before the noontide blaze of day , And lighter than the viewless sand Beneath the wave that sweeps the strand , Is all of love that man can know- All ...
... dream , - We hail that beam and call it Love ! But fainter than the star's pale ray Before the noontide blaze of day , And lighter than the viewless sand Beneath the wave that sweeps the strand , Is all of love that man can know- All ...
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... dreams of heaven , — Kneel to thy God — ask strength , life's ills to bear : Night is the time for prayer ! When is the time for prayer ? In every hour , while life is spared to thee— In crowds or solitudes - in joy or care— Thy ...
... dreams of heaven , — Kneel to thy God — ask strength , life's ills to bear : Night is the time for prayer ! When is the time for prayer ? In every hour , while life is spared to thee— In crowds or solitudes - in joy or care— Thy ...
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... should be thine alone , and waken at thy call . I would not merely dream my life away In fancied rapture , or imagined joy ; ADVANTAGES OF AFFLICTION . HILE over life's wide darkling plain Beauties of Modern British Poetry . 71.
... should be thine alone , and waken at thy call . I would not merely dream my life away In fancied rapture , or imagined joy ; ADVANTAGES OF AFFLICTION . HILE over life's wide darkling plain Beauties of Modern British Poetry . 71.
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art thou beam beauty behold beneath birds blessed blest bliss bloom bower breast breath breeze bright brow burning calm clouds dark death deep delight Dobok dream earth eternal fair farewell feel flowers gaze glad song Glen Etive gloom glorious glory glow grave green guardian rocks happy hath heart heaven heavenly hills holy hope hour hues immortal JOANNA BAILLIE land light Loch Eribol Lord lyre MONT BLANC moon morning mortal Mother's Love mountains nature's ne'er night o'er peace POLLOK praise prayer rapture rest rill rise rocks roll rose round seraph shade shadow shine sigh silent skies sleep slumber smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring Star of Bethlehem stars stream sunny brow sweet Sweet oblivion tears tempest thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tomb vale voice wandering wave weary weep wild winds wings
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Página 253 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest — but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Página 290 - THESE as they change, Almighty Father, these Are but the varied God. The rolling year Is full of Thee. Forth in the pleasing Spring Thy beauty walks, Thy tenderness and love. Wide flush the fields : the softening air is balm ; Echo the mountains round ; the forest smiles ; And every sense and every heart is joy. Then comes Thy glory in the summer months, With light and heat refulgent.
Página 223 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old, — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
Página 158 - O, how canst thou renounce the boundless store Of charms which Nature to her votary yields ! The warbling woodland, the resounding shore, The pomp of groves, and garniture of fields ; All that the genial ray of morning gilds, » And all that echoes to the song of even, All that the mountain's sheltering bosom shields, And all the dread magnificence of Heaven...
Página 69 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death — • He enters heaven with prayer. Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry,
Página 82 - If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the sin I would not do, — Still He, who felt temptation's power, Shall guard me in that dangerous hour.
Página 222 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learned the language of another world.
Página 22 - Who, doomed to go in company with Pain, And Fear, and Bloodshed, miserable train! Turns his necessity to glorious gain; In face of these doth exercise a power Which is our human nature's highest dower; Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves Of their bad influence, and their good receives...
Página 284 - Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind...
Página 182 - Who filled thy countenance with rosy light? Who made thee parent of perpetual streams?