The English Reading Book in Verse: Adapted to Domestic and to School EducationLongman, 1822 - 212 |
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... . H. Moore . The Lord's Prayer imitated Jesus Calms the Tempest . Jesus Walking on the Sea . The Death of Jesus . Grahame ... 196 198 199 201 Watts ........ 202 ............ 203 ..................... ...................... 204 ..........
... . H. Moore . The Lord's Prayer imitated Jesus Calms the Tempest . Jesus Walking on the Sea . The Death of Jesus . Grahame ... 196 198 199 201 Watts ........ 202 ............ 203 ..................... ...................... 204 ..........
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... calm Of pausing nature , thou art pleas'd to dwell ; In happy silence to enjoy thy balm , And shed through life , a lustre round thy cell . How different man ! vain child of noise and strife , Who courts the storm that vexes human life ...
... calm Of pausing nature , thou art pleas'd to dwell ; In happy silence to enjoy thy balm , And shed through life , a lustre round thy cell . How different man ! vain child of noise and strife , Who courts the storm that vexes human life ...
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... calm domestic joy ! From scenes that shortly charm the sight , To those which never cloy . So shines the sun's meridian ray On pleasure's rapid stream ; But dearer on the peaceful day Descends his parting beam . Tho ' rapturous joy may ...
... calm domestic joy ! From scenes that shortly charm the sight , To those which never cloy . So shines the sun's meridian ray On pleasure's rapid stream ; But dearer on the peaceful day Descends his parting beam . Tho ' rapturous joy may ...
Strona 42
... Calm reason is to rage resign'd , And in the giddy whirl is lost . O self - tormenting child of pride ; Anger , bred up in hate and strife ; Ten thousand ills by thee supplied , Mingle the bitter cup of life . Happy the meek , whose ...
... Calm reason is to rage resign'd , And in the giddy whirl is lost . O self - tormenting child of pride ; Anger , bred up in hate and strife ; Ten thousand ills by thee supplied , Mingle the bitter cup of life . Happy the meek , whose ...
Strona 48
... calm'd each ruder wave , Behold the exulting vessel wing her way , Her sails proud swelling to the tropic day . Swift , while her course consenting west winds guide , She moves , the empress of the sparkling tide , Joy fills each bosom ...
... calm'd each ruder wave , Behold the exulting vessel wing her way , Her sails proud swelling to the tropic day . Swift , while her course consenting west winds guide , She moves , the empress of the sparkling tide , Joy fills each bosom ...
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Strona 82 - 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 142 - And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimm'd their clammy cells.
Strona 186 - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee : Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.
Strona 105 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly!
Strona 143 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers...
Strona xii - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Strona 92 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise His works behold, Both day and night.
Strona 174 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead ; Thus on, till wisdom is push'd out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Strona 81 - Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall, God-like erect, with native honour clad In naked majesty, seemed lords of all, And worthy seemed; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure— Severe, but in true filial freedom placed, Whence true authority in men: though both Not equal, as their sex not equal seemed; For contemplation he and valour formed, For softness she and sweet attractive grace; He for God only, she for God in him.
Strona 97 - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.