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الصفحة 13
... hours more I might busy myself with noting the different scenes on the deck . But I had not long resumed my em- ployment before there was once more a general movement throughout the pas sengers , and the letter was , to my pre- wonder ...
... hours more I might busy myself with noting the different scenes on the deck . But I had not long resumed my em- ployment before there was once more a general movement throughout the pas sengers , and the letter was , to my pre- wonder ...
الصفحة 31
... one night through a small door at the West end of a vast Cathedral . Being surprised by the tolling of the bell at a very late hour , -- I walked towards the precincts of the Church . The Cathedral at Midnight (An Allegory)
... one night through a small door at the West end of a vast Cathedral . Being surprised by the tolling of the bell at a very late hour , -- I walked towards the precincts of the Church . The Cathedral at Midnight (An Allegory)
الصفحة 40
... Church bell which even now , in some parts of England , at an early hour in the morning is known to be rung , had been heard by myself in my sleep . That had been the deep Cathedral bell of my dream . So true it is 40 THE CATHEDRAL.
... Church bell which even now , in some parts of England , at an early hour in the morning is known to be rung , had been heard by myself in my sleep . That had been the deep Cathedral bell of my dream . So true it is 40 THE CATHEDRAL.
الصفحة 41
... hour when few were astir , had , by the strange , inexplicable power of the brain in sleep , been magnified and swelled out into the majestic , measured , sonorous tone of a midnight summons to prayer in a Minster of excessive grandeur ...
... hour when few were astir , had , by the strange , inexplicable power of the brain in sleep , been magnified and swelled out into the majestic , measured , sonorous tone of a midnight summons to prayer in a Minster of excessive grandeur ...
الصفحة 55
... hour it went on burning . Hour More than once I beheld a very small band of individuals carrying up faggots and fuel for feeding and nourishing the fire . Not only was it a small band , but com- posed of men in exceedingly indigent ...
... hour it went on burning . Hour More than once I beheld a very small band of individuals carrying up faggots and fuel for feeding and nourishing the fire . Not only was it a small band , but com- posed of men in exceedingly indigent ...
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Simple Allegories and Sacred Thoughts <span dir=ltr>Henry Charles Blagden</span> لا تتوفر معاينة - 2008 |
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addresses of consolation ALLEGORY behold affliction bereaved less ceptible to addresses Chancel child sick unto Choir choly Church Church bell class-preacher compact his trust convinced and taught CURATE OF ALDRIDGE dream familiar an operation festive season-such found on earth-even gazed H. C. BLAGDEN heart are banished HIGH STREET Holy Innocents beheld indolence ISAAC WILLIAMS King Herod Listen little red-breast hurries M.A. CURATE massacred by King melan mirthfully flying miry lanes,-nearly mournful myste Nature's beautiful ex Nature's weeping Nave ness nest a shred occurrence befals pain-laden world PARKE passengers Penny Post pensive Christian Minister Perhaps outer things picting the soothing prayer PRINTER process has signifi red festival dress red-breast's note rious aspect-in Sacred Thoughts sent a contrast sermon of her's shred of straw sick unto death STAFFORDSHIRE stupified tence tender sermon things will relax threatened any signs tion trees of Paradise weeping and decking wend his pleasantless West end WOLVERHAMPTON words worship
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الصفحة 49 - Steadfast, serene, immovable, the same Year after year, through all the silent night Burns on for evermore that quenchless flame, Shines on that inextinguishable light...
الصفحة 83 - O death ! the poor man's dearest friend. The kindest and the best ! Welcome the hour my aged limbs Are laid with thee at rest ! The great, the wealthy, fear thy blow, From pomp and pleasure torn ; But, Oh ! a blest relief to those That weary-laden mourn ! A PRAYER, IN THE PROSPECT OF DEATH.
الصفحة 4 - Then waken into sound divine The very pavement of thy shrine, Till we, like Heaven's star-sprinkled floor, Faintly give back what we adore. Childlike though the voices be, And untunable the parts, Thou wilt own the minstrelsy, If it flow from childlike hearts.
الصفحة 21 - WITH joy the guardian angel sees A duteous child upon his knees, And writes in his approving book Each upward, earnest, holy look. Light from his pure aerial dream He springs to meet morn's orient beam And pours towards the kindling skies His clear adoring melodies.