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Henry Pitman. In the poem of " Expostulation , " the Muse weeps for England , even as the prophet wept for Israel ; asserting that " When nations are to perish in their sins , " Tis in the Church the leprosy begins . Then ceremony leads ...
Henry Pitman. In the poem of " Expostulation , " the Muse weeps for England , even as the prophet wept for Israel ; asserting that " When nations are to perish in their sins , " Tis in the Church the leprosy begins . Then ceremony leads ...
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... England's forgotten GOD , both in her conquests and her losses . The next poem is on " Hope , " " That sets the stamp of vanity on all That men have deem'd substantial since the fall . " The writer denounces the idea that all the good ...
... England's forgotten GOD , both in her conquests and her losses . The next poem is on " Hope , " " That sets the stamp of vanity on all That men have deem'd substantial since the fall . " The writer denounces the idea that all the good ...
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... England- " Whose march is o'er the mountain wave , Whose home is on the deep , " and whose ships and fleets may be seen traversing every sea and navigable river in the known world ; for wherever the tide flows , British energy and ...
... England- " Whose march is o'er the mountain wave , Whose home is on the deep , " and whose ships and fleets may be seen traversing every sea and navigable river in the known world ; for wherever the tide flows , British energy and ...
Strona 61
... cross , no crown ! " Thereat the three were lost in One ; And while adoring I sank down , He rose , transfigured in the sun , And cried aloud- " No cross , no crown ! " THE HOMES OF ENGLAND . TH MRS . HEMANS . READINGS . 61.
... cross , no crown ! " Thereat the three were lost in One ; And while adoring I sank down , He rose , transfigured in the sun , And cried aloud- " No cross , no crown ! " THE HOMES OF ENGLAND . TH MRS . HEMANS . READINGS . 61.
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Henry Pitman. THE HOMES OF ENGLAND . TH MRS . HEMANS . HE stately Homes of England ! How beautiful they stand , Amidst their tall ancestral trees , O'er all the pleasant land ! The deer across the greensward bound , Through shade and ...
Henry Pitman. THE HOMES OF ENGLAND . TH MRS . HEMANS . HE stately Homes of England ! How beautiful they stand , Amidst their tall ancestral trees , O'er all the pleasant land ! The deer across the greensward bound , Through shade and ...
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Strona 346 - And this is in the night: — Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Strona 349 - His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction, thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And sendst him, shivering in thy playful spray, And howling to his gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth; there let him lay.
Strona 163 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Strona 123 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown: A train-band captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, " Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. "To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. "My sister, and my sister's child, Myself and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Strona 24 - Rejoice. Let your moderation be known unto all men. The Lord is at hand. Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Strona 229 - Teach us, sprite or bird, What sweet thoughts are thine ; I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Strona 346 - The sky is changed! - and such a change! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder!
Strona 120 - Ye Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Strona 125 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly, Like streamer long and gay, Till, loop and button failing both, At last it flew away. Then might all people well discern The bottles he had slung ; A bottle swinging at each side, As hath been said or sung. The dogs did bark, the children screamed, Up flew the windows all; And every soul cried out, Well done!
Strona 226 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams ; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noon-day dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun.