Oxford English Prize Poems

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D.A. Talboys, 1828 - 191 strán (strany)
 

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Strana 63 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Strana 53 - And when all the children of Israel saw how the fire came down, and the glory of the Lord upon the house, they bowed themselves with their faces to the ground upon the pavement, and worshipped, and praised the Lord, saying, For he is good ; for his mercy endureth for ever.
Strana 53 - And the house, when it was in building, was built of stone made ready before it was brought thither : so that there was neither hammer nor axe nor any tool of iron heard in the house, while it was in building.
Strana 62 - Not built in murder, — planted by the sword. Yes, Salem, thou shalt rise : thy Father's aid Shall heal the wound his chastening hand has made; Shall judge the proud oppressor's ruthless sway, And burst his brazen bonds, and cast his cords away. Then on your tops shall deathless verdure spring ; Break forth, ye mountains, and, ye valleys, sing ! No more your thirsty rocks shall frown forlorn, The unbeliever's jest, the heathen's scorn ; The sultry sands shall tenfold harvests yield, And a new Eden...
Strana 47 - So when, deep sinking in the rosy main, The western sun forsakes the Syrian plain, His watery rays refracted lustre shed, And pour their latest light on Camel's head.
Strana 55 - Ye hovering ghosts, that throng the starless air, Why shakes the earth? why fades the light? declare ! Are those his limbs, with ruthless scourges torn ? His brows, all bleeding with the twisted thorn ? His the pale form, the meek forgiving eye Rais'd from the cross in patient agony ? — Be dark, thou sun;, — thou noonday night arise, And hide, oh hide the dreadful sacrifice ! Ye faithful few, by bold affection led, Who round the Saviour's cross your sorrows shed, Not for his sake your tearful...
Strana 118 - Bright kindling with a conqueror's stern delight, His keen eye tracks the arrow's fateful flight ; Burns his indignant cheek with vengeful fire, And his lip quivers with insulting ire ; Firm fix VI his tread, yet light, as when on high He walks th...
Strana 49 - While Israel's sons, by scorpion curses driven, Outcasts of earth, and reprobate of heaven, Through the wide world in friendless exile stray, Remorse and shame sole comrades of their way, With dumb despair their country's wrongs behold, And, dead to glory, only burn for gold.
Strana 63 - And he carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain, and shewed me that great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God, having the glory of God...
Strana 59 - E'en hoary priests the sacred combat wage, And clothe in steel the palsied arm of age; While beardless youths and tender maids assume The weighty morion and the glancing plume.

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