Poetic Pearls: With Notes and IllustrationsRichard S. Rhodes Rhodes & McClure, 1885 - 407 էջ |
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... , Light clouds , like wreaths of purest snow . On thy fair bosom , silver lake , O , I could ever sweep the oar , When early birds at morning wake , And evening tells us toil is o'er ! & THE MASTER'S TOUCH . H. BONAR . N the. 23.
... , Light clouds , like wreaths of purest snow . On thy fair bosom , silver lake , O , I could ever sweep the oar , When early birds at morning wake , And evening tells us toil is o'er ! & THE MASTER'S TOUCH . H. BONAR . N the. 23.
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... o'er untrodden strands , From isles that day by day in silence wake , From earth's remotest lands . The anthem of His praise shall uttered be ; All works created on His name shall call , And laud , and bless His holy name , for He Hath ...
... o'er untrodden strands , From isles that day by day in silence wake , From earth's remotest lands . The anthem of His praise shall uttered be ; All works created on His name shall call , And laud , and bless His holy name , for He Hath ...
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... O'er moor and fen , o'er crag and torrent , till The night is gone , And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since , and lost awhile Meanwhile , along the narrow , rugged path Thyself hast trod , Lead , Savior ...
... O'er moor and fen , o'er crag and torrent , till The night is gone , And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since , and lost awhile Meanwhile , along the narrow , rugged path Thyself hast trod , Lead , Savior ...
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... o'er your present ruins moan ; In the sweetest of your pleasures there was bitterest alloy , And a starless night hath followed on the sunset of your joy . Broken hearts ! God is joy . Homeless hearts ! homeless hearts ! through the ...
... o'er your present ruins moan ; In the sweetest of your pleasures there was bitterest alloy , And a starless night hath followed on the sunset of your joy . Broken hearts ! God is joy . Homeless hearts ! homeless hearts ! through the ...
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... ambition , our content , Lies in simple things . Humble voyagers are we , O'er life's dim , unsounded sea , Seeking only some calm clime ; - Touch us gently , gentle Time ! THE TOUCHES OF HER HANDS . J. W. RILEY . A PETITION TO TIME .
... ambition , our content , Lies in simple things . Humble voyagers are we , O'er life's dim , unsounded sea , Seeking only some calm clime ; - Touch us gently , gentle Time ! THE TOUCHES OF HER HANDS . J. W. RILEY . A PETITION TO TIME .
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Էջ 186 - When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear time's •waste...
Էջ 143 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing, startle the dull night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise...
Էջ 255 - Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again...
Էջ 257 - All that breathe Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Էջ 57 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Էջ 25 - Life! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather ; 'Tis hard to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear ; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time ; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Էջ 347 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress...
Էջ 201 - Why should that name be sounded more than yours ? Write them together, yours is as fair a name ; Sound them, it doth become the mouth as well ; Weigh them, it is as heavy ; conjure with them, Brutus will start a spirit as soon as Caesar.
Էջ 269 - Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew Thee from report divine and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue ? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame Hesperus with the host of Heaven came And, lo ! creation widened in man's view.
Էջ 255 - She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty; and she glides Into his darker musings with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness ere he is aware. When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...