Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Հատոր 1,Հատոր 521864 |
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Արդյունքներ 38–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... BLESSED BE GOD FOR FLOWERS . Blessed be God for flowers , THE TIME FOR PRAYER . When is the time for prayer , • 200 202 · 203 204 206 A HYMN OF THE SEA . The sea is mighty CONTENTS . xiii.
... BLESSED BE GOD FOR FLOWERS . Blessed be God for flowers , THE TIME FOR PRAYER . When is the time for prayer , • 200 202 · 203 204 206 A HYMN OF THE SEA . The sea is mighty CONTENTS . xiii.
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... a sad - eyed man , to whom , 300 BLESS AND GUIDE . O Thou dread Power , who reign'st above , 302 THE PERFECT REST . Not long , not long ! the spirit - wasting fever , . 303 SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE . GOD IN ALL . xvi CONTENTS .
... a sad - eyed man , to whom , 300 BLESS AND GUIDE . O Thou dread Power , who reign'st above , 302 THE PERFECT REST . Not long , not long ! the spirit - wasting fever , . 303 SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE . GOD IN ALL . xvi CONTENTS .
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... bless'd as thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Power , Or in the natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance direction , which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony , not ...
... bless'd as thou canst bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Power , Or in the natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance direction , which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony , not ...
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... blessed rays which from his bright- ness flow . Oh ! let not nature's praises soar on high , Ere thy lip opens with its morning prayer : Let not the lark's shrill music fill the sky , Ere thy heart lifts its aspirations there ; But let ...
... blessed rays which from his bright- ness flow . Oh ! let not nature's praises soar on high , Ere thy lip opens with its morning prayer : Let not the lark's shrill music fill the sky , Ere thy heart lifts its aspirations there ; But let ...
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... with the task divine ! While by His works the Almighty is confess'd Supremely glorious , and supremely bless'd ! S. BOYSE , 1708-1749 . FOREST HYMN . THE groves were God's first temples . SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE . 15.
... with the task divine ! While by His works the Almighty is confess'd Supremely glorious , and supremely bless'd ! S. BOYSE , 1708-1749 . FOREST HYMN . THE groves were God's first temples . SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE . 15.
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adore ANNE STEELE beam beauty beneath bird bless bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright calm clouds dark deep divine dost doth dream earth eternal fair flowers forest gaze GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE glad glorious glory glow God's golden grace green hath hear heart heaven hills holy hope HORATIUS BONAR hour hymn Illustrations and Vignette JOSEPH ADDISON light lonely love ye mercy morning mountain murmur N. P. WILLIS nature Nature's night nurslings o'er peace Portrait on Steel Praise the Lord prayer rill rise ROBERT NICOLL ROBERT SOUTHEY round shade shine shining book sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song soul sound spirit Spring stars streams sweet tears Thine THOMAS MOORE Thou art Thou hast thoughts throne Thy presence told thee tree Vignette Title voice wandering waves wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wing woods
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Էջ 76 - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Էջ 149 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Էջ 38 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Էջ 49 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Էջ 211 - Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
Էջ vii - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee, Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine...
Էջ 209 - Form ! Risest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...
Էջ 243 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
Էջ 135 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
Էջ 50 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I, at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee ; A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company; I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought. For oft, when on my couch I lie, In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that...