Miscellaneous Poems: On Moral and Religious Subjects |
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... , 113 Joys of Social Life , 115 Praise the Lord , - 116 Our Dear Redeemer , To Chatterton , Fable , 119 123 124 An Orchard Scene , 125 My Mother , 128 The Bible Society , 131 Reflections at a Pleasant Country Seat , & c . CONTENTS . 11.
... , 113 Joys of Social Life , 115 Praise the Lord , - 116 Our Dear Redeemer , To Chatterton , Fable , 119 123 124 An Orchard Scene , 125 My Mother , 128 The Bible Society , 131 Reflections at a Pleasant Country Seat , & c . CONTENTS . 11.
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... Sol at a distance announces the day ; By a wave of his silvery horn . High over the couch in the center was seeri , The bauble to majesty dear , With chrystals emboss'd on an emerald green , A throne POEMS BY OSANDER .
... Sol at a distance announces the day ; By a wave of his silvery horn . High over the couch in the center was seeri , The bauble to majesty dear , With chrystals emboss'd on an emerald green , A throne POEMS BY OSANDER .
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... -Then give me the garland entwin'd without thorn , Come give it , I'll haste to the friend that's so dear . One ev❜ning we wander'd alone in the vale , The E. 2 POEMS BY OSANDER . 333 53 Song" Weave me a Garland &c "
... -Then give me the garland entwin'd without thorn , Come give it , I'll haste to the friend that's so dear . One ev❜ning we wander'd alone in the vale , The E. 2 POEMS BY OSANDER . 333 53 Song" Weave me a Garland &c "
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... dissipation driven , Almost as soon may wake the dead , As have the same dear treasure given : Who shall restore the bosom's calm ? Who the bland spirits back recal ? Who shall new nerve the trembling arm ? Who give 64 POEMS BY OSANDER .
... dissipation driven , Almost as soon may wake the dead , As have the same dear treasure given : Who shall restore the bosom's calm ? Who the bland spirits back recal ? Who shall new nerve the trembling arm ? Who give 64 POEMS BY OSANDER .
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... dear delight enjoy'd : - Yet never does it think on him who gives ! Yet never does it praise for good it shares ! -Ah , such ingrates !! - See the songster race Pour forth a living flood of grateful praise , And scale the azure tuning ...
... dear delight enjoy'd : - Yet never does it think on him who gives ! Yet never does it praise for good it shares ! -Ah , such ingrates !! - See the songster race Pour forth a living flood of grateful praise , And scale the azure tuning ...
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azure balm band beam beauteous blessings bliss bosom breath breeze bright Cæsar celestial Chaos cherub Comet dar'd dark dear death delight dire dwells earth ev'ning fear float flow flow'r give glide glorious glory glow golden bowl grace Greenlanders grove Halleluiahs happy happy band harp haste heart Heav'n Heav'nly Heaven hope horror hung hydra Jehovah JESUS joys of social Lansingburgh light mercy mild mind morning mortal murmur nigh night o'er OSANDER pain pass'd passion peace pleasure pow'r praise pray'r pure rais'd rapture rich rill rise round rove SAMUEL BLATCHFORD Satan Saviour scene seem'd seraph shed shine sing skies smile soft softly song soon soul storm sweet sweetly swell syren tear tempests tender thee thou thought thro throne treasure trembling twas Twill shew vile vision Warbling wave youth zephyr
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Page 2 - District, has deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as proprietor, in the words following, to wit : " THE CHILD'S BOTANY," In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States, entitled, " An act for the encouragement of learning by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned...
Page 174 - WHEN Spring begems the dewy scene, How sweet to walk the velvet green, And hear the Zephyr's languid sighs, As o'er the scented mead he flies ! How sweet to mark the pouting vine, Ready to fall in tears of wine ; And with the maid, whose every sigh Is love and bliss, entranced to lie Where the embowering branches meet — Oh ! is not this divinely sweet? ODE XLII.
Page 173 - How I love the festive boy, Tripping wild the dance of joy! How I love the mellow sage, Smiling through the veil of age ! And whene'er this man of years In the dance of joy appears, Age is on his temples hung, But his heart — his heart is young ! ODE XL.
Page 180 - SPIRIT of Love, whose tresses shine Along the breeze, in golden twine ; Come, within a fragrant cloud. Blushing with light, thy votary shroud ; And, on those wings that sparkling play, Waft, oh, waft me hence away ! Love ! my soul is full of thee, Alive to all thy luxury. But she, the nymph for whom I glow, The pretty Lesbian, mocks my woe ; Smiles at the hoar and...
Page 15 - tis the ruler of the hosts on high : Some trivial exercise of power divine, For purposes — to him best known — but wise, For wisdom is the daughter of Divinity...
Page 30 - Lost in clouds, in tempests tost,". Anxious hopes some friendly coast, Which shall calm and shelter give. Where he peacefully may live : But the coast that I have found, It not common earthly ground ; His is mortal, mine's eternal, His is barren, mine is Heaven!
Page 124 - Perchanc'd against a rock to bounce With force as if with sudden pounce He'd lighted on a timid hare That fleetly wingM the nether air.
Page 15 - See it blackens ! Clouds roll in dark magnificence, And Gothick grandeur mounts — As if some spirit, from the nether dell Of Chaos, having torn the volving fragments...
Page 36 - O'ER fields of green the flocks arc spread, The oak extends its sylvan shade, The root puts forth its tender blade And says 'tis May.
Page 144 - OH see those fair celestial heights, How bright they shine, how glorious glow, They shine, oh ye who act aright, They glow, oh Christians, but for you ! OJV SEEING J PJSSING VESSEL.