PoemsC. and E.B. Gill, 1830 - 192 páginas |
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... song : But she of loftier port , whose grave control Rules the fierce workings of the patriot's soul ; She , whose high presence , o'er the midnight oil , With fame's bright promise cheers the student's toil ; That same was she , whose ...
... song : But she of loftier port , whose grave control Rules the fierce workings of the patriot's soul ; She , whose high presence , o'er the midnight oil , With fame's bright promise cheers the student's toil ; That same was she , whose ...
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... song , Or blended soft in drowsy cadence fell The wave's low whisper or the camel's bell.— ' T was silence all . - The flocks for shelter fly Where , waving light , the acacia shadows lie , Or where , from far , the flattering vapors ...
... song , Or blended soft in drowsy cadence fell The wave's low whisper or the camel's bell.— ' T was silence all . - The flocks for shelter fly Where , waving light , the acacia shadows lie , Or where , from far , the flattering vapors ...
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... song , Aonian maids ! - And you , illustrious dead , whose spirits speak In every flush that tints the student's cheek , As , wearied with the world , he seeks again The page of better times and greater men ; If with pure worship we ...
... song , Aonian maids ! - And you , illustrious dead , whose spirits speak In every flush that tints the student's cheek , As , wearied with the world , he seeks again The page of better times and greater men ; If with pure worship we ...
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... song , the horn , the drum . Still as we pass , from bush and briar , The shrill cigala strikes his lyre ; And what is she , whose liquid strain Thrills through yon copse of sugar - cane ? I know that soul - entrancing swell ! It is ...
... song , the horn , the drum . Still as we pass , from bush and briar , The shrill cigala strikes his lyre ; And what is she , whose liquid strain Thrills through yon copse of sugar - cane ? I know that soul - entrancing swell ! It is ...
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... back return to claim his right , On clouds of glory seated ; With trumpet - sound and angel - song , And hallelujahs loud and long O'er Death and Hell defeated . • GOOD FRIDAY . O more than merciful ! whose 106 Sixth Sunday in Lent.
... back return to claim his right , On clouds of glory seated ; With trumpet - sound and angel - song , And hallelujahs loud and long O'er Death and Hell defeated . • GOOD FRIDAY . O more than merciful ! whose 106 Sixth Sunday in Lent.
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Términos y frases comunes
Adrastus Alpheus ancient Asturia beam beneath blessed blest blood bore bounteous bower brave breast bright bright promise brow chariot cherub coral strand coursers Cronian crown dare dark dead death Didst dread dwell E'en earth Edom falchion fame fear feeble fiery flame flood flower Freedom's glorious glory gods grave Greece harp hast hath heart hill holy hope Hosanna hour Israel Jesus Jove joy in heaven king Laius Latian light Lord lyre mercy mortal mourn muse nature's night numbers o'er ocean pale Pisa's pomp praise prayer pride proud Psaumis race rill saints Saviour Scythian shade shore Sicily song sons sorrow soul spear spirit spread SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sway sweet swell sword tears Thebes thee Theron's thine throne thunder toil tomb tower train tyrant's victory warrior waves weeping wild wing world is grown wreath yonder youth zeal
Pasajes populares
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 68 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Página 112 - 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...
Página 143 - BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven. 2 Their names are graven on the stone, Their bones are in the clay ; And ere another day is done, Ourselves may be as they.
Página 81 - Hosanna, Lord, thine angels cry; Hosanna, Lord, thy saints reply ; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound ; Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Página 82 - But chiefest in our cleansed breast, Eternal bid Thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest!
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 93 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?