Lyrical, narrative and devotional poemsGeorge Alexander Kohut S. Bacharach, 1913 Paged continuously. CONTENTS.- v.1. Lyrical, narrative and devotional poems.- v.2. Selections from the drama. |
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... fell . That day the princely king of men- Great master - work of God- Through Eden's groves , as lord of all , In matchless beauty trod ; Before the glancing of his eye The haughty lion quailed , And sportive life in every form Its ...
... fell . That day the princely king of men- Great master - work of God- Through Eden's groves , as lord of all , In matchless beauty trod ; Before the glancing of his eye The haughty lion quailed , And sportive life in every form Its ...
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... fell like clay from my relaxing hold ; Alarm'd , I lifted up the locks of grey , That hid her cheek ; her soul had passed away ; A beauteous corpse , she graced her partner's side , Love bound their lives , and death could not divide ...
... fell like clay from my relaxing hold ; Alarm'd , I lifted up the locks of grey , That hid her cheek ; her soul had passed away ; A beauteous corpse , she graced her partner's side , Love bound their lives , and death could not divide ...
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... fell upon his neck , and wept , and said , My son , has not God spoken to thee , Cain ? And Cain replied , when weeping loosed his voice , My dreams are double , O my father , good And evil . Terror to my soul by night , And agony by ...
... fell upon his neck , and wept , and said , My son , has not God spoken to thee , Cain ? And Cain replied , when weeping loosed his voice , My dreams are double , O my father , good And evil . Terror to my soul by night , And agony by ...
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... fell hot On this hap - chosen , dusty , common spot , On the dry , withered grass and withered man : That wondrous frame where melody began Lay as a tomb defaced that no eye cared to scan . But while he sank far music reached his ear ...
... fell hot On this hap - chosen , dusty , common spot , On the dry , withered grass and withered man : That wondrous frame where melody began Lay as a tomb defaced that no eye cared to scan . But while he sank far music reached his ear ...
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... He rushed before them to the glittering space , And , with a strength that was but strong desire , Cried , " I am Jubal , I ! the lyre ! " • • I made The tones amid a lake of silence fell Broken and THE LEGEND OF JUBAL . 29.
... He rushed before them to the glittering space , And , with a strength that was but strong desire , Cried , " I am Jubal , I ! the lyre ! " • • I made The tones amid a lake of silence fell Broken and THE LEGEND OF JUBAL . 29.
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Էջ 261 - The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown.
Էջ 115 - I shall see him, but not now: I shall behold him, but not nigh: there shall come a Star out of Jacob, and a Sceptre shall rise out of Israel, and shall smite the corners of Moab, and destroy all the children of Sheth.
Էջ 143 - To daily fraud, contempt, abuse and wrong, Within doors, or without, still as a fool, In power of others, never in my own ; Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great Word, Let there be light, and light was over all; Why am I thus bereaved thy prime decree?
Էջ 563 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Էջ 8 - At even, which I bred up with tender hand From the 'first opening bud, and gave ye names ; Who now shall rear ye to the sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from the ambrosial fount?
Էջ 562 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Էջ 261 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal ; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord...
Էջ 13 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms...
Էջ 153 - Deeply ripened ; — such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn. Round her eyes her tresses fell, Which were blackest none could tell, But long lashes veiled a light, That had else been all too bright.
Էջ 71 - Wilt Thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable Name ? Tell me, I still beseech Thee, tell : To know it now, resolved I am : Wrestling, I will not let Thee go, Till I Thy Name, Thy Nature know.