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... rest Hail , gentle winds ! I love your ...... 103 Hail ! great Immanuel , ever honour'd 165 Hail ! hail ! reviv'd , reviving Spring .. 39 Hail , noble Albion ; where no golden 82 Hail the day that sees him rise ...... 161 Hail to thy ...
... rest Hail , gentle winds ! I love your ...... 103 Hail ! great Immanuel , ever honour'd 165 Hail ! hail ! reviv'd , reviving Spring .. 39 Hail , noble Albion ; where no golden 82 Hail the day that sees him rise ...... 161 Hail to thy ...
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... rest ............ 260 No airy dreams their simple fancies 253 Noble the mountain stream .......... 283 Nor less attractive is the woodland No sounds of worldly toil ascending .. Not a tree , a plant , a leaf , a blossom Not seldom ...
... rest ............ 260 No airy dreams their simple fancies 253 Noble the mountain stream .......... 283 Nor less attractive is the woodland No sounds of worldly toil ascending .. Not a tree , a plant , a leaf , a blossom Not seldom ...
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... rest ...... 278 .... .... 147 31 There is a flower - a little flower 66 There is a stream which issues forth .. 179 There is a smile upon that cheek 246 There is there is a joy ....... .......... 280 There often wanders one whom better ...
... rest ...... 278 .... .... 147 31 There is a flower - a little flower 66 There is a stream which issues forth .. 179 There is a smile upon that cheek 246 There is there is a joy ....... .......... 280 There often wanders one whom better ...
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... rest , fair buds of bliss 263 UNFADING hope , when life's last .... 175 Unhappy White , while life was in its 254 Upon a rock's extremest verge Upon the hill the Prophet stood ...... 199 ...... ........ .. 95 266 32 12 WANTON drole ...
... rest , fair buds of bliss 263 UNFADING hope , when life's last .... 175 Unhappy White , while life was in its 254 Upon a rock's extremest verge Upon the hill the Prophet stood ...... 199 ...... ........ .. 95 266 32 12 WANTON drole ...
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... rest ; His golden urn shall , broke and useless , lie Amidst the common ruins of the sky ! The stars rush headlong in the wild com- motion , And bathe their glitt'ring foreheads in the ocean . But fix'd , O God , for ever stands thy ...
... rest ; His golden urn shall , broke and useless , lie Amidst the common ruins of the sky ! The stars rush headlong in the wild com- motion , And bathe their glitt'ring foreheads in the ocean . But fix'd , O God , for ever stands thy ...
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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...