Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, المجلد 1;المجلد 521864 |
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الصفحة v
... hours of devotion . It may be read aloud with benefit to the family circle , or be studied with satis- faction among the scenes which its verses often so beautifully and truthfully describe . Many of the pieces are , indeed , so ...
... hours of devotion . It may be read aloud with benefit to the family circle , or be studied with satis- faction among the scenes which its verses often so beautifully and truthfully describe . Many of the pieces are , indeed , so ...
الصفحة xii
... hours , CONSIDER THE LILIES HOW THEY GROW . " Look to the lilies how they grow , ' 147 دو 147 SABBATH MORN . With ... HOUR OF PRAYER . Child , amid the flowers at play , 167 FLOWER TEACHINGS . Day stars ! that ope your eyes with man ...
... hours , CONSIDER THE LILIES HOW THEY GROW . " Look to the lilies how they grow , ' 147 دو 147 SABBATH MORN . With ... HOUR OF PRAYER . Child , amid the flowers at play , 167 FLOWER TEACHINGS . Day stars ! that ope your eyes with man ...
الصفحة xiii
... hours , THE EVENING PRIMROSE . Fair flow'r , that shunn'st the glare of day , SABBATH MORNING . How still the morning of the hallow'd day , BIRDS OF PASSAGE . Birds , joyous birds of the wandering wing , THE INNER CALM . Calm me , my ...
... hours , THE EVENING PRIMROSE . Fair flow'r , that shunn'st the glare of day , SABBATH MORNING . How still the morning of the hallow'd day , BIRDS OF PASSAGE . Birds , joyous birds of the wandering wing , THE INNER CALM . Calm me , my ...
الصفحة 4
... hour must come , And nature's self to dust return ; Her crumbling altars must decay , Her incense fires shall cease to burn ; But still her grand and lovely scenes Have made man's warmest praises flow ; For hearts grow holier as they ...
... hour must come , And nature's self to dust return ; Her crumbling altars must decay , Her incense fires shall cease to burn ; But still her grand and lovely scenes Have made man's warmest praises flow ; For hearts grow holier as they ...
الصفحة 6
... natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance direction , which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony , not understood ; All partial evil , universal good ; And spite of 6 SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE .
... natal , or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance direction , which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony , not understood ; All partial evil , universal good ; And spite of 6 SONGS OF GOD AND NATURE .
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adore ANNE STEELE beam beauty beneath bird bless bloom bosom breast breath breeze bright calm clouds dark deep divine dost doth dream earth eternal fair flowers forest gaze GEORGE WASHINGTON DOANE glad glorious glory glow God's golden grace green hath hear heart heaven hills holy hope HORATIUS BONAR hour hymn Illustrations and Vignette JOSEPH ADDISON light lonely love ye mercy morning mountain murmur N. P. WILLIS nature Nature's night nurslings o'er peace Portrait on Steel Praise the Lord prayer rill rise ROBERT NICOLL ROBERT SOUTHEY round shade shine shining book sigh silent sing skies sleep smile song soul sound spirit Spring stars streams sweet tears Thine THOMAS MOORE Thou art Thou hast thoughts throne Thy presence told thee tree Vignette Title voice wandering waves wild WILLIAM COWPER WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wing woods
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الصفحة 76 - TO A WATERFOWL Whither, 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.
الصفحة 149 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
الصفحة 38 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
الصفحة 49 - 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: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
الصفحة 211 - Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge ! Motionless torrents ! silent cataracts ! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
الصفحة vii - God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee, Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine...
الصفحة 209 - Form ! Risest from forth thy silent Sea of Pines, How silently ! Around thee and above Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy...
الصفحة 243 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound? Or while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still!
الصفحة 135 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
الصفحة 50 - Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I, at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee ; A poet could not but be gay In such a jocund company; I gazed — and gazed — but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought. For oft, when on my couch I lie, In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that...