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Thou who didst put to flight Primeval silence , when the morning stars Exulting ,
shouted o ' er the rising ball ; O Thou ! whose word from solid darkness struck
That spark the sun , strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul which flies to Thee , her
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Thou who didst put to flight Primeval silence , when the morning stars Exulting ,
shouted o ' er the rising ball ; O Thou ! whose word from solid darkness struck
That spark the sun , strike wisdom from my soul ; My soul which flies to Thee , her
...
الصفحة 56
Thou wert the star which guided Peace and beauty to our hearth , But our home
is now divided From thy chaste and lively mirth . Oh ! come the birds are singing
Their joyful hymn around , And the fragrant winds are bringing The echo of its ...
Thou wert the star which guided Peace and beauty to our hearth , But our home
is now divided From thy chaste and lively mirth . Oh ! come the birds are singing
Their joyful hymn around , And the fragrant winds are bringing The echo of its ...
الصفحة 58
Sweet wind - over ocean and clouds _ tree and flower , ' Tis thine to exert a
strong influence and power , And thou , who in nature ' s wide range hath a part ,
Oh ! shalt thou not have too a space in the heart ? Thou hast ! there is One who
can ...
Sweet wind - over ocean and clouds _ tree and flower , ' Tis thine to exert a
strong influence and power , And thou , who in nature ' s wide range hath a part ,
Oh ! shalt thou not have too a space in the heart ? Thou hast ! there is One who
can ...
الصفحة 63
... Where ever laughs o ' er me , one blue , changeless sky : - From the realms of
bright beauty and pure bliss am I ! O Man ! when the sons of Heaven smil ' d on
thy birth , I was sent for awhile to bloom with thee on earth And thou , when thou ...
... Where ever laughs o ' er me , one blue , changeless sky : - From the realms of
bright beauty and pure bliss am I ! O Man ! when the sons of Heaven smil ' d on
thy birth , I was sent for awhile to bloom with thee on earth And thou , when thou ...
الصفحة 93
But fickle as a woman ' s heart , And false as is her tongue , Whatever hopes thy
sighs impart , They linger - last not longBut terrible as is despair To him who
feareth death , Thou spring ' st from out thy lion - lair , And thunder ' st on our path
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But fickle as a woman ' s heart , And false as is her tongue , Whatever hopes thy
sighs impart , They linger - last not longBut terrible as is despair To him who
feareth death , Thou spring ' st from out thy lion - lair , And thunder ' st on our path
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الصفحة 84 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure, Which follows the decline of day, As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
الصفحة 58 - The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot Sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. That is the grasshopper's : he takes the lead In summer luxury — he has never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed.
الصفحة 101 - After some common discourses had passed between us he called for a manuscript of his ; which being brought he delivered to me, bidding me take it home with me and read it at my leisure ; and when I had so done, return it to him with my judgment thereupon. '' When I came home and had set myself to read it I found it was that excellent poem which he entitled
الصفحة 85 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night — Sunset divides the sky with her — a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains ; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, Where the Day joins the past Eternity ; While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest 1
الصفحة 5 - The man that hath no music in himself, Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils; The motions of his spirit are dull as night, And his affections dark as Erebus. Let no such man be trusted.
الصفحة 10 - DEAR is the hallowed morn to me, When village bells awake the day ; And, by their sacred minstrelsy, Call me from earthly cares away. And dear to me the winged hour, Spent in Thy hallowed courts, O Lord ! To feel devotion's soothing power, And catch the manna of Thy word. And dear to me the loud Amen...
الصفحة 89 - Yea, the stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times ; and the turtle, and the crane, and the swallow, observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the LORD.
الصفحة 4 - If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
الصفحة 45 - First the flaming red Sprung vivid forth ; the tawny orange next ; And next delicious yellow ; by whose side Fell the kind beams of all-refreshing green. Then the pure blue, that swells autumnal skies, Ethereal...
الصفحة 78 - Wrought through varieties of shape and shade, In ample folds of drapery divine, Thy flowing mantle form ; and, heaven throughout, Voluminously pour thy pompous train.