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... Pride , self - adoring pride was primal .. 124 Proof needs not here , for whether we 128 Prophet of the elder day ............ 164 Pure spirit ! O where art thou now ! .. 252 133 155 3 REJOICE ! Rejoice ! the son of Jesse Religion ...
... Pride , self - adoring pride was primal .. 124 Proof needs not here , for whether we 128 Prophet of the elder day ............ 164 Pure spirit ! O where art thou now ! .. 252 133 155 3 REJOICE ! Rejoice ! the son of Jesse Religion ...
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... bracing , And with soft murmurs still her banks caressing . At length she rose complete in finish'd pride , All fair and spotless , like a virgin bride ; Fresh with untarnish'd lustre as she stood , Her Maker GOD. ...
... bracing , And with soft murmurs still her banks caressing . At length she rose complete in finish'd pride , All fair and spotless , like a virgin bride ; Fresh with untarnish'd lustre as she stood , Her Maker GOD. ...
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... pride of kings : Eternal night shall veil their proudest story , And drop the curtain o'er all human glory . The sun himself , with weary clouds opprest , Shall in his silent , dark pavilion rest ; His golden urn shall , broke and ...
... pride of kings : Eternal night shall veil their proudest story , And drop the curtain o'er all human glory . The sun himself , with weary clouds opprest , Shall in his silent , dark pavilion rest ; His golden urn shall , broke and ...
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... And Iris dancing on the new - fall'n dew . Without the aid of yonder golden globe , Lost were the garnet's lustre , lost the lily , The tulip and auricula's spotted pride ; power , " Even as the tempest rives the stubborn 12 GOD .
... And Iris dancing on the new - fall'n dew . Without the aid of yonder golden globe , Lost were the garnet's lustre , lost the lily , The tulip and auricula's spotted pride ; power , " Even as the tempest rives the stubborn 12 GOD .
Strona 13
... pride , Ye carry armies on your tower - crown'd backs , And grace the turban'd tyrants , bow to Him Who is as great , as perfect , and as good In his less striking wonders , till at length Approach , unsheath the Spirit's flaming sword ...
... pride , Ye carry armies on your tower - crown'd backs , And grace the turban'd tyrants , bow to Him Who is as great , as perfect , and as good In his less striking wonders , till at length Approach , unsheath the Spirit's flaming sword ...
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Strona 232 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Strona 90 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.
Strona 83 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory.
Strona 182 - Lord, thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away.
Strona 118 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Strona 216 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Strona 19 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Strona 164 - Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. Plenteous...
Strona 228 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.
Strona 176 - Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...