Poems, Volume 2Edward Moxon, 1842 - 231 pages |
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Page 53
... hope I hold Of saintdom , and to clamour , mourn and sob , Battering the gates of heaven with storms of prayer , Have mercy , Lord , and take away my sin . Let this avail , just , dreadful , mighty God , This not be all in vain , that ...
... hope I hold Of saintdom , and to clamour , mourn and sob , Battering the gates of heaven with storms of prayer , Have mercy , Lord , and take away my sin . Let this avail , just , dreadful , mighty God , This not be all in vain , that ...
Page 55
... hope my end draws nigh : half deaf I am , So that I scarce can hear the people hum About the column's base , and almost blind , And scarce can recognise the fields I know . And both my thighs are rotted with the dew , Yet cease I not to ...
... hope my end draws nigh : half deaf I am , So that I scarce can hear the people hum About the column's base , and almost blind , And scarce can recognise the fields I know . And both my thighs are rotted with the dew , Yet cease I not to ...
Page 60
... hope ere death Spreads more and more and more , that God hath now Sponged and made blank of crimeful record all My mortal archives . O my sons , my sons , I , Simeon of the pillar , by surname Stylites , among men ; I , Simeon , The ...
... hope ere death Spreads more and more and more , that God hath now Sponged and made blank of crimeful record all My mortal archives . O my sons , my sons , I , Simeon of the pillar , by surname Stylites , among men ; I , Simeon , The ...
Page 64
... turn to yonder oak . III . For when my passion first began , Ere that , which in me burn'd , The love , that makes me thrice a man , Could hope itself return'd ; IV . To yonder oak within the field I spoke THE TALKING OAK.
... turn to yonder oak . III . For when my passion first began , Ere that , which in me burn'd , The love , that makes me thrice a man , Could hope itself return'd ; IV . To yonder oak within the field I spoke THE TALKING OAK.
Page 124
... hope that warm'd me in the days While still I yearn'd for human praise . 66 When , wide in soul and bold of tongue , Among the tents I paused and sung , The distant battle flash'd and rung . " I sung the joyful Pæan clear , And ...
... hope that warm'd me in the days While still I yearn'd for human praise . 66 When , wide in soul and bold of tongue , Among the tents I paused and sung , The distant battle flash'd and rung . " I sung the joyful Pæan clear , And ...
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