Poems for Young Ladies: In Three Parts : Devotional, Moral, and Entertaining : the Whole Being a Collection of the Best Pieces in Our LanguageWilliam Davenhill, 1770 - 248 من الصفحات |
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... angelic eyes , And fov'reign Wisdom faw that all was wife ! Him , fole almighty Nature's book difplays , Diftin & t the page , and legible the rays ! B 4 Let Let the wild fceptic his attention throw , To the YOUNG LADIES . 7.
... angelic eyes , And fov'reign Wisdom faw that all was wife ! Him , fole almighty Nature's book difplays , Diftin & t the page , and legible the rays ! B 4 Let Let the wild fceptic his attention throw , To the YOUNG LADIES . 7.
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... angels fhall to audit come , And millions yet unborn receive their doom ! Then fhall fair Providence , to all display'd , Appear divinely bright without a fhade ; In light triumphant all her acts be shown , And blufhing doubt , eternal ...
... angels fhall to audit come , And millions yet unborn receive their doom ! Then fhall fair Providence , to all display'd , Appear divinely bright without a fhade ; In light triumphant all her acts be shown , And blufhing doubt , eternal ...
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... angelic lyre ! Or ye , fair natives of the heav'nly plain , Who once were mortal - now a happier train ! Who spend in peaceful love your joyful hours , In blissful meads and amaranthine bow'rs , Oh lend one spark of your celeftial fire ...
... angelic lyre ! Or ye , fair natives of the heav'nly plain , Who once were mortal - now a happier train ! Who spend in peaceful love your joyful hours , In blissful meads and amaranthine bow'rs , Oh lend one spark of your celeftial fire ...
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... angels fing thy triumphs won ! When , from the grave thou rais'd thy glorious head , ( Chain'd to thy car the pow'rs infernal led ) From that exalted height of blifs fupreme , Look down on those who bear thy facred name ; Reffore their ...
... angels fing thy triumphs won ! When , from the grave thou rais'd thy glorious head , ( Chain'd to thy car the pow'rs infernal led ) From that exalted height of blifs fupreme , Look down on those who bear thy facred name ; Reffore their ...
الصفحة 30
... Angels ; for ye behold him , and with fongs And choral fymphonies , day without night , Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in heav'n , On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him firft , him laft , him midft , and without end . Fairest of ...
... Angels ; for ye behold him , and with fongs And choral fymphonies , day without night , Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in heav'n , On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him firft , him laft , him midft , and without end . Fairest of ...
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الصفحة 34 - The rocks proclaim th' approaching Deity. Lo, Earth receives him from the bending skies! Sink down, ye mountains! and ye valleys, rise! With heads declined, ye cedars, homage pay! Be smooth, ye rocks! ye rapid floods, give way! The Saviour comes! by ancient bards foretold: Hear him, ye deaf! and all ye blind, behold!
الصفحة 227 - GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
الصفحة 39 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
الصفحة 39 - Let not this weak unknowing hand Presume Thy bolts to throw, And deal damnation round the land, On each I judge Thy foe. If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way...
الصفحة 33 - Aonian maids, Delight no more — O Thou my voice inspire Who touch'd Isaiah's hallow'd lips with fire! Rapt into future times the bard begun: A Virgin shall conceive — a Virgin bear a Son ! From Jesse's root behold a Branch arise Whose sacred flower with fragrance fills the skies: Th' Ethereal Spirit o'er its leaves shall move, And on its top descends the mystic Dove.
الصفحة 31 - His praise, ye Winds, that from four quarters blow, Breathe soft or loud ; and, wave your tops, ye Pines, With every plant, in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
الصفحة 63 - Has made my cup run o'er, And in a kind and faithful friend Has doubled all my store.
الصفحة 64 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.
الصفحة 30 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise Him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
الصفحة 42 - Lead it through various scenes of life and death, And from each scene the noblest truths inspire.