Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern AuthorsSampson Low, Marston, Low, & Searle, 1866 - 288 strán (strany) |
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... Beloved Son . It is in this sense that I have chiefly desired that this should be a selection of Religious , or Christian Poetry - Poetry which , as Wordsworth desired for his own verse , may serve " to console the afflicted ; to add ...
... Beloved Son . It is in this sense that I have chiefly desired that this should be a selection of Religious , or Christian Poetry - Poetry which , as Wordsworth desired for his own verse , may serve " to console the afflicted ; to add ...
Strana 60
... dark world of ours , Beloved of the Father , Thou didst tread : And shall we , in dismay , Shrink from the narrow way , When clouds and darkness are around it spread ? O Thou , who art our life , Be with 60 STREAMS FROM THE RIVER .
... dark world of ours , Beloved of the Father , Thou didst tread : And shall we , in dismay , Shrink from the narrow way , When clouds and darkness are around it spread ? O Thou , who art our life , Be with 60 STREAMS FROM THE RIVER .
Strana 181
... beloved , may God teach thee . Can I bless thee , my belovèd , —can I bless thee ? What blessing word can I From mine own tears keep dry ? What flowers grow in my field wherewith to dress thee ? My good reverts to ill ; My calmnesses ...
... beloved , may God teach thee . Can I bless thee , my belovèd , —can I bless thee ? What blessing word can I From mine own tears keep dry ? What flowers grow in my field wherewith to dress thee ? My good reverts to ill ; My calmnesses ...
Strana 182
... beloved may GOD love thee ! E. B. BROWNING . LOVE'S DEEP LIFE . OUR love is not a fading , earthly flower : Its winged seed dropped down from Paradise , And , nursed by day and night , by sun and shower , Doth momently to fresher beauty ...
... beloved may GOD love thee ! E. B. BROWNING . LOVE'S DEEP LIFE . OUR love is not a fading , earthly flower : Its winged seed dropped down from Paradise , And , nursed by day and night , by sun and shower , Doth momently to fresher beauty ...
Strana 188
... entranced In calm and perfect rest ; Give us that Peace , O Lord , Divine and blest , Thou keepest for those hearts who love Thee best . A. A. PROCTER . THE SLEEP . " He giveth His beloved sleep . 188 THE PEACE OF GOD .
... entranced In calm and perfect rest ; Give us that Peace , O Lord , Divine and blest , Thou keepest for those hearts who love Thee best . A. A. PROCTER . THE SLEEP . " He giveth His beloved sleep . 188 THE PEACE OF GOD .
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A. H. CLOUGH angels beauty behold beneath blessed blest breast breath bright brow BURBIDGE calm CHARLES TURNER child Child is Father CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds COVENTRY PATMORE dark DAVID GRAY dear death deep divine doth dream E. B. BROWNING earth eternal eyes face faith fear feet flowers FREDERICK TENNYSON GEORGE MACDONALD giveth His beloved glory God's golden grief hand happy hath hear heart Heaven heavenly holy hope hour J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW light live look Lord love thee MATTHEW ARNOLD nest night o'er pain peace pray prayer rest Ring ROBERT BROWNING round shade shine silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars strife sweet tears tender thine things Thou art Thou dost thou hast thought toil tree truth unto voice weary weep WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE wind wings WORDSWORTH
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Strana 84 - Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; R1ng out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Strana 11 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: 10 Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Strana 225 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Strana 229 - The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Strana 54 - SWEET Day ! so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky ; The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die.
Strana 227 - The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster-child, her inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years' darling of a pigmy size ! See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies.
Strana 88 - And they a blissful course may hold Even now, who, not unwisely bold, Live in the spirit of this creed ; Yet seek thy firm support, according to their need. I, loving freedom, and untried ; No sport...
Strana 207 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Strana 24 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Strana 245 - But the time will come, at last it will, When, Evelyn Hope, what meant, I shall say, In the lower earth, in the years long still, That body and soul so pure and gay? Why your hair was amber, I shall divine, And your mouth of your own geranium's red, And what you would do with me, in fine, In the new life come in the old one's stead.