Flowers of poetry, for young persons: a companion to miss Taylor's Original poems. 2vols, Tom 11835 |
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... praise ; There's something about you that points on high , Ye beautiful tenants of earth and sky ! XIII . YOUTH . YOUTH is the vision of a morn , That flies the coming day ; It is the blossom on the thorn Which rude winds sweep away ...
... praise ; There's something about you that points on high , Ye beautiful tenants of earth and sky ! XIII . YOUTH . YOUTH is the vision of a morn , That flies the coming day ; It is the blossom on the thorn Which rude winds sweep away ...
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... Praise be to Him who made me what I am , Other I would not be . Why is it pleasant then to sit and talk Of days that are no more ? When in his own dear home The traveller rests at last , And tells how often in his wanderings The thought ...
... Praise be to Him who made me what I am , Other I would not be . Why is it pleasant then to sit and talk Of days that are no more ? When in his own dear home The traveller rests at last , And tells how often in his wanderings The thought ...
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... praise him in the sphere While day arises , that sweet hour of prime . Thou sun ! of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climbest , And when high ...
... praise him in the sphere While day arises , that sweet hour of prime . Thou sun ! of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climbest , And when high ...
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... praise . His praise , ye winds ! that from four quarters blow , Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops , ye pines ! With every plant , in sign of worship wave . Fountains ! and ye , that warble as ye flow , Melodious murmurs ...
... praise . His praise , ye winds ! that from four quarters blow , Breathe soft or loud ; and wave your tops , ye pines ! With every plant , in sign of worship wave . Fountains ! and ye , that warble as ye flow , Melodious murmurs ...
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... praise ; And , trembling , take upon a mortal tongue That hallow'd name , to harps of seraphs sung . Yet here the brightest seraphs could no more Than hide their faces , tremble , and adore . Worms , angels , men , in every different ...
... praise ; And , trembling , take upon a mortal tongue That hallow'd name , to harps of seraphs sung . Yet here the brightest seraphs could no more Than hide their faces , tremble , and adore . Worms , angels , men , in every different ...
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Strona 35 - Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak, ye who best can tell, ye Sons of Light, Angels — for ye behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing — ye in heaven; On earth join, all ye creatures, to extol Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Strona 94 - Their graves are green, they may be seen," The little Maid replied, " Twelve steps or more from my mother's door, And they are side by side. My stockings there I often knit, My kerchief there I hem ; And there upon the ground I sit — I sit and sing to them.
Strona 34 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ; Thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair ; Thyself how wondrous then ! Unspeakable, who sit'st above these Heavens, To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Strona 92 - Two of us in the churchyard lie, My sister and my brother; And, in the churchyard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Strona 35 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Strona 87 - Sweet drop of pure and pearly light ! In thee the rays of Virtue shine ; More calmly clear, more mildly bright, Than any gem that gilds the mine.
Strona 91 - ... -A SIMPLE Child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death?
Strona 75 - Play on, play on ; I am with you there, In the midst of your merry ring: I can feel the thrill of the daring jump, And the rush of the breathless swing. I hide with you in the fragrant hay, And I whoop the smothered call, And my feet slip up on the seedy floor, And I care not for the fall.
Strona 95 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side". "How many are you, then, "said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Strona 45 - No fountain from its rocky cave E'er tripped with foot so free ; She seemed as happy as a wave That dances on the sea. ISO " There came from me a sigh of pain Which I could ill confine ; I looked at her and looked again: — And did not wish her mine.