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beauty bless blest breath bright bring calm child clouds comes dark dear death deep divine dost doth doubt dream earth eyes face fair faith Father fear feel feet flowers give glory gone grace hand happy hath hear heart heaven HENRY holy hope hour JOHN keep leave light live look Lord mind morning move Nature never night o'er once pain pass path peace perfect praise pray prayer pure quiet rest rise round secret seek seemed shadow shine sight silent sleep smile soul spirit spring stand stars strength strife strong sweet tears tender Thee Thine things Thou Thou art thou hast thought Thy love toil true trust truth turn unto voice wake weary wind wings WORDSWORTH
الصفحة 7 - 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?
الصفحة 29 - All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth ; of all the mighty world Of eye and ear, both what they half create *, And what perceive...
الصفحة 69 - 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.
الصفحة 92 - How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, Stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year ! My hasting days fly on with full career, But my late spring no bud or blossom shew'th.
الصفحة 127 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
الصفحة 201 - EARTH has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air.
الصفحة 88 - Light, amid the encircling gloom, ••— ' Lead Thou me on ! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on ! Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me.
الصفحة 45 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad Hearts! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh!
الصفحة 176 - They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear.