The Household Book of PoetryCharles Anderson Dana D. Appleton, 1859 - 798 |
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... Spirit Land . Addison 719 Stranger and his Friend . Addison 782 St. Peter's Day ... G. Herbert . 784 Sun , Moon ... Spirit . Lord , the Good Shepherd . Love Mary " Mark the soft - falling Snow Messiah Missionary Hymn . My God , I love ...
... Spirit Land . Addison 719 Stranger and his Friend . Addison 782 St. Peter's Day ... G. Herbert . 784 Sun , Moon ... Spirit . Lord , the Good Shepherd . Love Mary " Mark the soft - falling Snow Messiah Missionary Hymn . My God , I love ...
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... spirit of the dim green glade did breathe his own glad name ; — Yes , it is he ! the hermit bird , that , apart from all his kind , Slow spells his beads monotonous to the soft western wind ; Cuckoo ! Cuckoo ! he sings again , —his ...
... spirit of the dim green glade did breathe his own glad name ; — Yes , it is he ! the hermit bird , that , apart from all his kind , Slow spells his beads monotonous to the soft western wind ; Cuckoo ! Cuckoo ! he sings again , —his ...
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... spirit here to - day , Dost lead the revels of the May , And this is thy dominion . THE BLACK COCK . GOOD - MORROW to thy sable beak , And glossy plumage , dark and sleek ; Thy crimson moon and azure eye— Cock of the heath , so wildly ...
... spirit here to - day , Dost lead the revels of the May , And this is thy dominion . THE BLACK COCK . GOOD - MORROW to thy sable beak , And glossy plumage , dark and sleek ; Thy crimson moon and azure eye— Cock of the heath , so wildly ...
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... spirit ! Careless of thy neighborhood , Thou dost show thy pleasant face On the moor , and in the wood , In the lane ; there's not a place , Howsoever mean it be , But ' t is good enough for thee . Ill befall the yellow flowers ...
... spirit ! Careless of thy neighborhood , Thou dost show thy pleasant face On the moor , and in the wood , In the lane ; there's not a place , Howsoever mean it be , But ' t is good enough for thee . Ill befall the yellow flowers ...
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... Was there a poet born ? -But now no more— Of all the brightness that mine eyes have My wandering spirit must no farther soar . seen ! JOHN KEATS . THE NIGHTINGALE . DEAR chorister , who from those shadows 52 POEMS OF NATURE .
... Was there a poet born ? -But now no more— Of all the brightness that mine eyes have My wandering spirit must no farther soar . seen ! JOHN KEATS . THE NIGHTINGALE . DEAR chorister , who from those shadows 52 POEMS OF NATURE .
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Strona 691 - mauna fa' that! For a' that^ and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth. Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a
Strona 746 - I am :— Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found,— Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound— Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art— Freely let me take of Thee ; Spring Thou up within ray heart— Rise to all eternity.
Strona 720 - tree ; Another came—nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; •' The next, with dirges due in sad array, Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne :— Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath you aged thorn.
Strona 685 - IN PIEMONT. AVENGE, 0 Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold! Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ! in thy hook record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody
Strona 788 - FBOM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord— Eternal truth attends Thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. PSALM CXXX.
Strona 753 - Thus sang they, in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful note ; And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept the time. HYMN OF THE HEBREW MAID. WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her father's God before her moved, An
Strona 717 - and ancient as the sun,—the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between— The venerable woods—rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the
Strona 719 - that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre ; But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. Full many a gem of purest ray
Strona 390 - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ; The stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. For ever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us?
Strona 773 - THE HEAVENLY CANAAN. THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. Sweet fields beyond tho swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old