Poems of Religious Sorrow, Comfort, Counsel, and AspirationHurd and Houghton, 1866 - 274 من الصفحات |
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... soul seemed , by an awful lot , Fixed in a void but ghastly spot , Where hope came not , where God was not : Yet now , through grace , essays to trust God is , is merciful as just , And souls outlive all pangs of dust . For friends , ah ...
... soul seemed , by an awful lot , Fixed in a void but ghastly spot , Where hope came not , where God was not : Yet now , through grace , essays to trust God is , is merciful as just , And souls outlive all pangs of dust . For friends , ah ...
الصفحة 9
... soul ! suppose I grant it thee , Who'll weep for thy deficiency ? " Or will one beam be less intense , When thy peculiar difference Is cancelled in the world of sense ? " I would have said , " Thou canst not know , " But my full heart ...
... soul ! suppose I grant it thee , Who'll weep for thy deficiency ? " Or will one beam be less intense , When thy peculiar difference Is cancelled in the world of sense ? " I would have said , " Thou canst not know , " But my full heart ...
الصفحة 10
... souls that yearn for light , Rapt after heaven's starry flight , Would sweep the tracts of day and night . " Not less the bee would range her cells , The furzy prickle fire the dells , The foxglove cluster dappled bells . " I said that ...
... souls that yearn for light , Rapt after heaven's starry flight , Would sweep the tracts of day and night . " Not less the bee would range her cells , The furzy prickle fire the dells , The foxglove cluster dappled bells . " I said that ...
الصفحة 13
... soul and bold of tongue , Among the tents I paused and sung , The distant battle flashed and rung . " I sung the joyful pæan clear , And , sitting , burnished without fear The brand , the buckler , and the spear , - " Waiting to strive ...
... soul and bold of tongue , Among the tents I paused and sung , The distant battle flashed and rung . " I sung the joyful pæan clear , And , sitting , burnished without fear The brand , the buckler , and the spear , - " Waiting to strive ...
الصفحة 25
... 'st to wreck my mortal ark , By making all the horizon dark . " Why not set forth , if I should do This rashness , that which might ensue With this old soul in organs new ? 25 26 The Two Voices . " Whatever crazy sorrow saith.
... 'st to wreck my mortal ark , By making all the horizon dark . " Why not set forth , if I should do This rashness , that which might ensue With this old soul in organs new ? 25 26 The Two Voices . " Whatever crazy sorrow saith.
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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.