Five Minutes: Daily Readings of PoetryWhittaker, 1883 |
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Strana 5
... rest . Sleep , Holy Babe ! Thine Angels watch around : All bending low , with folded wings , Before th ' Incarnate King of kings , In reverent awe profound . Sleep , Holy Babe ! While I with Mary gaze In joy upon that face awhile , Upon ...
... rest . Sleep , Holy Babe ! Thine Angels watch around : All bending low , with folded wings , Before th ' Incarnate King of kings , In reverent awe profound . Sleep , Holy Babe ! While I with Mary gaze In joy upon that face awhile , Upon ...
Strana 11
... rest . For the structure that we raise , Time is with materials filled ; Our to - days and yesterdays Are the blocks with which we build . Truly shape and fashion these ; Leave no yawning gaps between ; Think not because no man sees ...
... rest . For the structure that we raise , Time is with materials filled ; Our to - days and yesterdays Are the blocks with which we build . Truly shape and fashion these ; Leave no yawning gaps between ; Think not because no man sees ...
Strana 13
... birds , and flowers , With a child's pure delight in little things ; And of the griefs unborn to rest secure , Knowing that mercy ever will endure . ARCHBISHOP TRENCH . January 16 . DAPHNE . DAPHNE knows , with equal JANUARY . 13.
... birds , and flowers , With a child's pure delight in little things ; And of the griefs unborn to rest secure , Knowing that mercy ever will endure . ARCHBISHOP TRENCH . January 16 . DAPHNE . DAPHNE knows , with equal JANUARY . 13.
Strana 20
... rest we cannot reinstate , Ourselves we cannot re - create , Nor set our souls to the same key Of the remembered harmony ! " LONGFELLOW , The Golden Legend . January 23 . HEAVEN'S ECHOES . WHO will show me 20 JANUARY .
... rest we cannot reinstate , Ourselves we cannot re - create , Nor set our souls to the same key Of the remembered harmony ! " LONGFELLOW , The Golden Legend . January 23 . HEAVEN'S ECHOES . WHO will show me 20 JANUARY .
Strana 34
... of his convent of gray stone , Into the forest older , darker , grayer , His lips moving as if in prayer , His head sunken upon his breast As in a dream of rest , Walked the Monk Felix . All about The broad sweet 34 FEBRUARY .
... of his convent of gray stone , Into the forest older , darker , grayer , His lips moving as if in prayer , His head sunken upon his breast As in a dream of rest , Walked the Monk Felix . All about The broad sweet 34 FEBRUARY .
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Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear Five minutes daily readings Úplné zobrazenie - 1884 |
Five minutes daily readings of poetry, selected by H.L.S. Lear Five minutes daily readings Úplné zobrazenie - 1882 |
Časté výrazy a frázy
A. H. CLOUGH angels beatific beauty behold beneath bird blessed breast breath bright calm canst CHARLES KINGSLEY child Christ CHRISTINA ROSSETTI Church clouds dark Dctober dead dear death deep divine doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes fair fear feel flowers friends GEORGE ELIOT glory God's golden Golden Legend grace grave grief hand happy hath hear heard heart Heaven Hesperides holy hope hour Inchcape Rock J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW King leaves life's light live look LORD HOUGHTON March month MATTHEW ARNOLD mind morning ne'er never night o'er pain passion peace praise pray prayer rest rose shine sigh silence sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spring stars sweet tears thee thine things Thou art thought thro tree unto voice waves weep WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings words youth
Populárne pasáže
Strana 207 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost...
Strana 103 - Whose powers shed round him in the common strife, Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace ; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover ; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired...
Strana 102 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Strana 120 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from star-like eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes.
Strana 27 - When summer's breath their masked buds discloses; But, for their virtue only is their show, They live unwoo'd and unrespected fade, Die to themselves. Sweet roses do not so; Of their sweet deaths are sweetest odours made.
Strana 76 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is naught, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Strana 127 - Everything did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone: She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. 'Fie, fie, fie...
Strana 256 - Is lightened ; that serene and blessed mood In which the affections gently lead us on, Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul, While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.
Strana 221 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Strana 260 - Thou art the source and centre of all minds, Their only point of rest, eternal Word ! From thee departing, they are lost and rove At random without honour, hope, or peace. From thee is all that soothes the life of man. His high endeavour, and his glad success, His strength to suffer and his will to serve.