Poems of Religious Sorrow, Comfort, Counsel, and AspirationHurd and Houghton, 1866 - 274 من الصفحات |
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... ease , except to be resigned : Who , in the countless paths of pain , Weeping. FOR One whose life lay bound , long years , In cold obstruction thrilled with fears , Whose daily bread was salt with tears : POEMS OF SORROW AND COMFORT .
... ease , except to be resigned : Who , in the countless paths of pain , Weeping. FOR One whose life lay bound , long years , In cold obstruction thrilled with fears , Whose daily bread was salt with tears : POEMS OF SORROW AND COMFORT .
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Francis James Child. Who , in the countless paths of pain , Weeping , sow seeds of precious grain , - One day to bring back sheaves again ! For all , who , battling through this life In anguish steeped , with evil rife , Faint with the ...
Francis James Child. Who , in the countless paths of pain , Weeping , sow seeds of precious grain , - One day to bring back sheaves again ! For all , who , battling through this life In anguish steeped , with evil rife , Faint with the ...
الصفحة 5
... Pain within the subtle flesh , Heavy lids that cannot close , Hearts that hope will not refresh , Hand of Healing ! interpose . Tyranny's strong breath is tainting Nature's sweet and vivid air ; Nations silently are fainting , Or ...
... Pain within the subtle flesh , Heavy lids that cannot close , Hearts that hope will not refresh , Hand of Healing ! interpose . Tyranny's strong breath is tainting Nature's sweet and vivid air ; Nations silently are fainting , Or ...
الصفحة 12
... pain to die . " Sick art thou , a divided will Still heaping on the fear of ill The fear of men , a coward still . " Do men love thee ? Art thou so bound To men , that how thy name may sound Will vex thee lying under ground ? " The ...
... pain to die . " Sick art thou , a divided will Still heaping on the fear of ill The fear of men , a coward still . " Do men love thee ? Art thou so bound To men , that how thy name may sound Will vex thee lying under ground ? " The ...
الصفحة 15
... Pain rises up , old pleasures pall : There is one remedy for all . " Yet hadst thou , through enduring pain , Linked month to month with such a chain Of knitted purport , all were vain . " Thou hadst not between death and birth ...
... Pain rises up , old pleasures pall : There is one remedy for all . " Yet hadst thou , through enduring pain , Linked month to month with such a chain Of knitted purport , all were vain . " Thou hadst not between death and birth ...
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abide Andrew Rykman's Prayer angels art thou beacon torch beautiful beneath blest bliss Border-Lands breath bright calm canopy of Love cheer Christ cloud crags Banks dark days go dead dear death Dies Ira divine doth dream dual heart dust dwell earth eternal eyes fair fair music faith fear filled flowers Freue giveth his beloved glory God's Gott grace grief hath heart heaven heavenly hero's heart holy hope hope and fear hour life's light live Lord love thee MINISTRY OF LOVE Morgenlied Morning Hymn mortal Nature's never night o'er pain patience peace praise pray pure rest Ring shadow shalt shine sleep smile sorrow soul spirit stars strife strong sweet tears thine things thou art thou hast thou wilt thought thy hand toil trust truth unto Valediction Veni via Lucis voice wake weary weep wild bells Wilt thou youth
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الصفحة 132 - Mysterious Night! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And, lo! Creation widened in man's view.
الصفحة 33 - So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night; An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.
الصفحة 99 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
الصفحة 51 - WILT thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before ? Wilt thou forgive that sin through which I run, And do run still, though still I do deplore ? When thou hast done, thou hast not done, For I have more.
الصفحة 276 - RING out wild bells to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
الصفحة 173 - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
الصفحة 26 - Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly long'd for death. ' Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant; More life, and fuller, that I want.
الصفحة 168 - Teach me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in any thing To do it as for Thee.
الصفحة 43 - Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made.
الصفحة 111 - And with them the Being Beauteous,' Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven.