The Poet's Tribute: PoemsD. S. King and Crocker & Brewster, 1840 - 325 pages |
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... sweet harps strung . By Woman , then , though sometimes cometh sorrow , ( And who of mortals is exempt from this ? ) By Woman's love , besides the hope of morrow , There's full fruition of the present bliss . She , in life's sunshine ...
... sweet harps strung . By Woman , then , though sometimes cometh sorrow , ( And who of mortals is exempt from this ? ) By Woman's love , besides the hope of morrow , There's full fruition of the present bliss . She , in life's sunshine ...
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... sweet service . He , I saw - - had infused his soul Blest necromancer - Into the soul of each , and each as one , Gave voice , one master spirit moving all . It speeds devotion , when intelligence And skill , and piety , in concord join ...
... sweet service . He , I saw - - had infused his soul Blest necromancer - Into the soul of each , and each as one , Gave voice , one master spirit moving all . It speeds devotion , when intelligence And skill , and piety , in concord join ...
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... sweet portion in the soul , And shall , as countless ages roll . - CHARITY . " Go , heal the sick , go , raise the dead , " The Saviour to the Seventy said ; - They straightway spread abroad the flame Of sacred Mercy , in his name ...
... sweet portion in the soul , And shall , as countless ages roll . - CHARITY . " Go , heal the sick , go , raise the dead , " The Saviour to the Seventy said ; - They straightway spread abroad the flame Of sacred Mercy , in his name ...
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... Sweet Evening ! whose delightful air Already scents of Sabbath gales ; Refresh me ! cheer me ! and repair The vigor that so often fails ; And fit me for the morrow's toil In gardens where the soul inhales Rich fragrance , gathering ...
... Sweet Evening ! whose delightful air Already scents of Sabbath gales ; Refresh me ! cheer me ! and repair The vigor that so often fails ; And fit me for the morrow's toil In gardens where the soul inhales Rich fragrance , gathering ...
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... Sweet Spirit ! comfort me . Litany , by Robert Herrick . WHO of our mortal race is he , So firmly fixed by fortune's power , That from the shock he's counted free , Of tossing waves , in trouble's hour ? Let him still clasp his fancied ...
... Sweet Spirit ! comfort me . Litany , by Robert Herrick . WHO of our mortal race is he , So firmly fixed by fortune's power , That from the shock he's counted free , Of tossing waves , in trouble's hour ? Let him still clasp his fancied ...
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Page 116 - JAMES IV. 13, 14. Go to, now, ye that say, To-day or to-morrow we will go into such a city, and continue there a year, and buy and sell, and get gain: whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow : for what is your life ? It is even a vapor, that appeareth for a little time, and
Page 237 - When Pilate saw that he could prevail nothing, but that rather a tumult was made, he took water, and washed his hands before the multitude, saying, I am innocent of the blood of this just person ; see ye to it. — St. Matthew, xxvii. 24.
Page 302 - heaven. There Faith lifts up her cheerful eye, To brighter prospects given, — And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene in heaven. There fragrant flowers, immortal, bloom, And joys supreme are given : There rays divine disperse the gloom — Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven.
Page 68 - Jesus went up to Jerusalem, and found in the temple those that sold oxen, and sheep and doves, and the changers of money sitting; and when he had made a scourge of small cords, he drove them all out of the temple, and the sheep and the oxen ; and poured out the changers' money, and overthrew the tables ; and said unto
Page 166 - This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all. Sir Henry Wotton,
Page 273 - NIGHT IN PRAYER. And it came to pass, in those days, that he went out into a mountain to pray, and continued all night in prayer to God. Luke vi. 12. All night
Page 143 - For as I passed by and beheld your devotions, I found an altar with this inscription, To the Unknown God. Whom, therefore, ye ignorantly worship, him declare I unto you.— Paul
Page 253 - there is one thing more I wish I could give them, and that is the Christian religion. If they had this, and I had not given them one shilling, they would be rich ; and if they had not this, and I had given them all the world, they would be poor.
Page 163 - His life hath flowed, A sacred stream, In whose calm depth the beautiful and pure Alone are mirrored ; which, though shapes of ill May hover round its surface, glides in light, And takes no shadow from them. — Ion.
Page 133 - SUNDAY. The Sundays of man's life, Threaded together on Time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal, glorious King.— The