Works: Life and Letters, Հատոր 8Saunders and Otley, 1835 |
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... whatever task you choose , So much indebted to the Muse . Thus the sisterhood : - We come- say Fix well your pallet on your thumb , Prepare the pencil and the tints- We come to furnish TO SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS . 9 To Sir Joshua Reynolds.
... whatever task you choose , So much indebted to the Muse . Thus the sisterhood : - We come- say Fix well your pallet on your thumb , Prepare the pencil and the tints- We come to furnish TO SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS . 9 To Sir Joshua Reynolds.
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... muses sweep the lyre . " Still may my melting bosom cleave To sufferings not my own , And still the sigh responsive heave Where'er is heard a groan . " So pity shall take virtue's part , Her natural ally , And fashioning my soften'd ...
... muses sweep the lyre . " Still may my melting bosom cleave To sufferings not my own , And still the sigh responsive heave Where'er is heard a groan . " So pity shall take virtue's part , Her natural ally , And fashioning my soften'd ...
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... muse all night , On the first Eternal Fair ; Nothing there obstructs delight , Love is renovated there . Life , with its perpetual stir , Proves a foe to love and me ; Fresh entanglements occur Comes the night , and sets me free . Never ...
... muse all night , On the first Eternal Fair ; Nothing there obstructs delight , Love is renovated there . Life , with its perpetual stir , Proves a foe to love and me ; Fresh entanglements occur Comes the night , and sets me free . Never ...
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... pervades , In spite of all my woes . While sleep instils her poppy dews In every slumbering eye , I watch to meditate and muse , In blest tranquillity . And when I feel a God immense Familiarly impart , 238 TRANSLATIONS.
... pervades , In spite of all my woes . While sleep instils her poppy dews In every slumbering eye , I watch to meditate and muse , In blest tranquillity . And when I feel a God immense Familiarly impart , 238 TRANSLATIONS.
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... muse , with no controul , And here my books- my life - absorb me whole . Here too I visit , or to smile or weep , The winding theatre's majestic sweep ; The grave or gay colloquial scene recruits My spirits , spent in learning's long ...
... muse , with no controul , And here my books- my life - absorb me whole . Here too I visit , or to smile or weep , The winding theatre's majestic sweep ; The grave or gay colloquial scene recruits My spirits , spent in learning's long ...
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adore beneath Bishop of Meaux blessing blest blood boast bosom breast breath Christian church Church of England Claudius Buchanan Clement Marot Cowper creature dear death delight divine divine grace doctrines dwell e'en earth eternal eyes faith fear feel Fénelon fill'd fix'd flame give glory gracious hand happy hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope JEHOVAH-SHALOM JEHOVAH-SHAMMAH JOHN NEWTON King light live Lord love thee Madame Guion mercy mind muse never Newton night nymphs o'er Olney Hymns once pain peace piety pleasure praise prayer prove Psalms racter reign repose Robert Wisdome sacred Saviour scene seek shade shalt shine shore sight sins Sir Thomas Wyatt skies smile song soon sorrow soul spirit storm sweet tears thine things Thomas Churchyard thou art thou hast thought trembling truth verse VIII Where'er wonder word youth
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Էջ 163 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Էջ 74 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Էջ 142 - There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! There like the nightingale she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise.
Էջ 420 - Toll for the brave! Brave Kempenfelt is gone; His last sea-fight is fought, His work of glory done. It was not in the battle; No tempest gave the shock; She sprang no fatal leak. She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath, His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went down With twice four hundred men.
Էջ 48 - If his children forsake my law, and walk not in my judgments ; If they break my statutes, and keep not my commandments ; Then will I visit their transgression with the rod, and their iniquity with stripes. Nevertheless my loving-kindness will I not utterly take from him, nor suffer my faithfulness to fail.
Էջ 5 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary ! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more; My Mary...
Էջ 127 - A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Էջ 55 - God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty; and base things of the world, and things which are despised hath God chosen, yea, and things which are not, to bring to nought things that are: that no flesh should glory in his presence.
Էջ 163 - 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 133 - THE billows swell, the winds are high, Clouds overcast my wint'ry sky ; Out of the depths to thee I call, My fears are great, my strength is small. 2 O LORD, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm ; Defend me from each threat'ning ill, Control the waves, say,