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الصفحة 14
... smiles and roses are blending And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb . " BEATTIE . MY SHROUD ; A DREAM OF DEATH . In the lone hour of silent night I dreamed . And lo ! a robe of white Was brought me by a seraph bright Descending from ...
... smiles and roses are blending And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb . " BEATTIE . MY SHROUD ; A DREAM OF DEATH . In the lone hour of silent night I dreamed . And lo ! a robe of white Was brought me by a seraph bright Descending from ...
الصفحة 15
... smiling said , And gently rais'd his hand to spread The robe of death upon my head , Then stretch'd his wings on high ; Methought he vanished in a cloud , His golden pinions fluttering loud : I wrapped my body in the shroud , And laid ...
... smiling said , And gently rais'd his hand to spread The robe of death upon my head , Then stretch'd his wings on high ; Methought he vanished in a cloud , His golden pinions fluttering loud : I wrapped my body in the shroud , And laid ...
الصفحة 33
... smile ; And mine the faith that scatters wide The mists that Heaven's bright glories hide ; Whispering that soon this heart shall glow With joys unseen , unknown below ; And soon this hand , with skill new given , Echo the harmonies of ...
... smile ; And mine the faith that scatters wide The mists that Heaven's bright glories hide ; Whispering that soon this heart shall glow With joys unseen , unknown below ; And soon this hand , with skill new given , Echo the harmonies of ...
الصفحة 39
... smile when I am free , And when I sigh , to sigh with me . Yet in my dreams , a form I view , That thinks on me , and loves me too : I start , and when the vision's flown , I weep that I am all alone . KIRKE WHITE . REPLY TO THE ABOVE ...
... smile when I am free , And when I sigh , to sigh with me . Yet in my dreams , a form I view , That thinks on me , and loves me too : I start , and when the vision's flown , I weep that I am all alone . KIRKE WHITE . REPLY TO THE ABOVE ...
الصفحة 60
... smiles each trembling tear , To joy each torturing grief . Then turn to Him , ' mid sorrows wild , When want and woes o'erwhelm ; Remembering , like the fearless child , Our FATHER's at the helm . THE BETTER LAND . I HEAR thee speak of ...
... smiles each trembling tear , To joy each torturing grief . Then turn to Him , ' mid sorrows wild , When want and woes o'erwhelm ; Remembering , like the fearless child , Our FATHER's at the helm . THE BETTER LAND . I HEAR thee speak of ...
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anchor dropped angel beam beneath bless blest bloom bosom breast breath bright bright promise child CHRIST Christian clouds cold dark dead dear death deep dream dying e'en earth ECHO eternity fairy bower faith father fear feel flow flowers gentle gleam gloom glory GOD'S ACRE gone grace grave green grief harp hath hazel shade hear heard heart heaven heavenly hope hour JACOB'S PILLOW Jerusalem JESUS light little sweep LODDISWELL look LORD LORD BYRON Marriott mercy Miss morning mortal mother mourn never nigh night nought numbered o'er pain perfect bliss pilgrim's song praise pray prayer rest saints SAVIOUR seraph shade shine sigh sing smile soothe sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet sweetly tears thee thine thought Throne tomb Twas voice wandered wave weary weep wild wing youth
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الصفحة 127 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
الصفحة 171 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
الصفحة 207 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
الصفحة 181 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
الصفحة 141 - THE Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar : Who follows in his train ? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below — He follows in his train.
الصفحة 13 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
الصفحة 125 - I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
الصفحة 4 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our Infant REDEEMER is laid.
الصفحة 10 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn. So breaks on the traveller, faint, and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
الصفحة 206 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But, in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all...