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... flower in Heaven shall blow . Infants of death ! the murderer's knife Hath missed its deadly aim ; The GOD for whom they gave their life , For them to suffer came . Though evil were their days and few , Baptized in blood and pain , He ...
... flower in Heaven shall blow . Infants of death ! the murderer's knife Hath missed its deadly aim ; The GOD for whom they gave their life , For them to suffer came . Though evil were their days and few , Baptized in blood and pain , He ...
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... flowers that bloomed on my breast , For joys in perspective , and pleasures possessed , For the spirits that heightened my days of delight , And the slumbers that dwelt on my pillow by night ? For these I would praise Thee , but if only ...
... flowers that bloomed on my breast , For joys in perspective , and pleasures possessed , For the spirits that heightened my days of delight , And the slumbers that dwelt on my pillow by night ? For these I would praise Thee , but if only ...
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... flowers were sweet , but their fragrance is flown , They yielded no fruits , they are withered and gone . The thorn it was poignant , but precious to me , ' Twas the message of mercy : it led me to Thee , LADY ABEL SMITH . THE THREE ...
... flowers were sweet , but their fragrance is flown , They yielded no fruits , they are withered and gone . The thorn it was poignant , but precious to me , ' Twas the message of mercy : it led me to Thee , LADY ABEL SMITH . THE THREE ...
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... flower ; The sorriest wight may find release of pain , The driest soil suck in some moistening shower . Times go by turns , and chances change by course , From foul to fair , from better hap to worse . The sea of fortune doth not ever ...
... flower ; The sorriest wight may find release of pain , The driest soil suck in some moistening shower . Times go by turns , and chances change by course , From foul to fair , from better hap to worse . The sea of fortune doth not ever ...
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... thus , from childhood's hour I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower , But ' twas the first to fade away . I never nursed a dear gazelle , To glad me D 2 SELECT POEMS . 29 The sea of fortune doth not ever flow; ...
... thus , from childhood's hour I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower , But ' twas the first to fade away . I never nursed a dear gazelle , To glad me D 2 SELECT POEMS . 29 The sea of fortune doth not ever flow; ...
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anchor dropped angel beam beneath bless blest bloom bosom breast breath bright bright promise child CHRIST Christian clouds cold dark dead dear death deep dream dying e'en earth ECHO eternity fairy bower faith father fear feel flow flowers gentle gleam gloom glory GOD'S ACRE gone grace grave green grief harp hath hazel shade hear heard heart heaven heavenly hope hour JACOB'S PILLOW Jerusalem JESUS light little sweep LODDISWELL look LORD LORD BYRON Marriott mercy Miss morning mortal mother mourn never nigh night nought numbered o'er pain perfect bliss pilgrim's song praise pray prayer rest saints SAVIOUR seraph shade shine sigh sing smile soothe sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet sweetly tears thee thine thought Throne tomb Twas voice wandered wave weary weep wild wing youth
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Page 127 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Page 171 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Page 207 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Page 181 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Page 141 - THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in his train ? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below — He follows in his train.
Page 13 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Page 125 - I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Page 4 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our Infant REDEEMER is laid.
Page 10 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn. So breaks on the traveller, faint, and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
Page 206 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But, in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all...