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... tears , 252 The coronet , 264 By Mr. MILTON . On the morning of Chrift's nativity , 216 The hymn , 217 The paffion , 223 By Mr. NORRIS . The confummation , A pindaric ode on the paffion of our Saviour , The 139th pfalm paraphras'd to ...
... tears , 252 The coronet , 264 By Mr. MILTON . On the morning of Chrift's nativity , 216 The hymn , 217 The paffion , 223 By Mr. NORRIS . The confummation , A pindaric ode on the paffion of our Saviour , The 139th pfalm paraphras'd to ...
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... tears Shall endless woe prevent . V. Then fee the forrow of my heart , E'er yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans , To give these forrows weight . For IV . For never fhall my foul despair Her pardon ( 23 )
... tears Shall endless woe prevent . V. Then fee the forrow of my heart , E'er yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans , To give these forrows weight . For IV . For never fhall my foul despair Her pardon ( 23 )
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... tear . In adamantine chains fhall death be bound , And hell's grim tyrant feel th ' eternal wound . As the good fhepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the pureft air , Explores the loft , the wand'ring fheep directs ...
... tear . In adamantine chains fhall death be bound , And hell's grim tyrant feel th ' eternal wound . As the good fhepherd tends his fleecy care , Seeks freshest pasture and the pureft air , Explores the loft , the wand'ring fheep directs ...
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... tears wou'dft thou repent too late ! Thou muft , for these kind looks and arms of ours , Have felt the fury of infernal pow'rs , To hell's dark prison in their paws been drawn , Where goblins stalk , snakes hiss , and monsters yawn ...
... tears wou'dft thou repent too late ! Thou muft , for these kind looks and arms of ours , Have felt the fury of infernal pow'rs , To hell's dark prison in their paws been drawn , Where goblins stalk , snakes hiss , and monsters yawn ...
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... tears to fee us die , And plunge into the deep abyfs of wide eternity . In vain they mourn , in vain they grieve , Their forrows cannot ours relieve . They pity our deplorable estate ; But what , alas , can pity do , To foften the ...
... tears to fee us die , And plunge into the deep abyfs of wide eternity . In vain they mourn , in vain they grieve , Their forrows cannot ours relieve . They pity our deplorable estate ; But what , alas , can pity do , To foften the ...
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Page 212 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began...
Page 210 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Page 34 - Hark! a glad voice the lonely desert cheers: Prepare the way! a God, a God appears! A God, a God! the vocal hills reply, The rocks proclaim th
Page 105 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well: Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
Page 212 - Whispering new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars with deep amaze, Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence, And will not take their flight, For all the morning light, Or Lucifer that often warn'd them thence; But in their glimmering orbs did glow, Until their Lord Himself bespake, and bid them go...
Page 213 - Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
Page 196 - Ye softer floods, that lead the humid maze Along the vale ; and thou, majestic main, A secret world of wonders in thyself, Sound his stupendous praise whose greater voice Or bids you roar, or bids your roarings fall.
Page 88 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend, And entertains the harmless day, With a religious book or friend. 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.
Page 214 - Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould ; And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
Page 110 - The mean, suspicious wretch, whose bolted door Ne'er mov'd in duty to the wandering poor ; With him I left the cup, to teach his mind That Heaven can bless, if mortals will be kind.