Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].John W. Parker, 1841 |
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Pàgina 8
... shine . The merlin cannot ever soar so high , Nor greedy greyhound still pursue the chase ; The tender lark will find a time to fly , And fearful hare to run a quiet race : He that high growth on cedars did bestow , Gave also lowly ...
... shine . The merlin cannot ever soar so high , Nor greedy greyhound still pursue the chase ; The tender lark will find a time to fly , And fearful hare to run a quiet race : He that high growth on cedars did bestow , Gave also lowly ...
Pàgina 20
... shine , But that their points , rebutted back again , Are dulled , how can we see with feeble eyne , The glory of that Majesty divine , In sight of whom both sun and moon are dark , Compared to his least resplendent spark ? The means ...
... shine , But that their points , rebutted back again , Are dulled , how can we see with feeble eyne , The glory of that Majesty divine , In sight of whom both sun and moon are dark , Compared to his least resplendent spark ? The means ...
Pàgina 21
... shine , Is many thousand times more bright , more clear , More excellent , more glorious , more divine , Through which to God all mortal actions here , And e'en the thoughts of men , do plain appear ; For from th ' eternal truth it doth ...
... shine , Is many thousand times more bright , more clear , More excellent , more glorious , more divine , Through which to God all mortal actions here , And e'en the thoughts of men , do plain appear ; For from th ' eternal truth it doth ...
Pàgina 30
... shine , no hope be got ; Most wretched creature , if he knew his lot ; And yet more wretched far , because he knows it not . What should I tell how barren earth has grown , All for to starve her children ? didst not Thou Water with ...
... shine , no hope be got ; Most wretched creature , if he knew his lot ; And yet more wretched far , because he knows it not . What should I tell how barren earth has grown , All for to starve her children ? didst not Thou Water with ...
Pàgina 37
... rose . So down she lets her eyelids fall to shine Upon the rivers of bright Palestine , Whose woods drop honey , and her rivers skip with wine . THE TEMPTATION . TWICE had Diana bent her golden bow GILES FLETCHER . 37.
... rose . So down she lets her eyelids fall to shine Upon the rivers of bright Palestine , Whose woods drop honey , and her rivers skip with wine . THE TEMPTATION . TWICE had Diana bent her golden bow GILES FLETCHER . 37.
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Frases i termes més freqüents
ABRAHAM COWLEY adore angels arched magazines beams beauty behold blessed bliss blood born breast breath bright clouds Corpus Christi College creeping song crown dark death delight didst divine dost doth dread e'en earth EDMUND WALLER eternal eyes fair fear fire flame flood flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE WITHER glorious glory golden grace grave grief hand happy hast hath heart heaven heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour humble HYMN immortal King light live Lord mercy Midian mighty mind mortal night o'er pain PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet praise proud PSALM rage rest rich rise round sacred shade shalt shine showers sighs sight sing skies song sorrow soul spirit spring stars streams sweet tears Thee thine things THOMAS FLATMAN THOMAS HEYWOOD Thou Thou art thought thousand throne thunder unto voice waves wind wings wonders
Passatges populars
Pàgina 247 - The lonely mountains o'er, And the resounding shore, A voice of weeping heard and loud lament ; From haunted spring, and dale Edged with poplar pale, The parting Genius is with sighing sent ; With flower-inwoven tresses torn The Nymphs in twilight shade of tangled thickets mourn.
Pàgina 204 - New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.
Pàgina 244 - No war, or battle's sound Was heard the world around ; The idle spear and shield were high up hung ; The hooked chariot stood Unstained with hostile blood ; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng ; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Pàgina 250 - O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold ; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Pàgina 137 - 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.
Pàgina 245 - That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below ; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep...
Pàgina 172 - Prayer is the burden of a sigh ; The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near.
Pàgina 25 - Should Fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song ; where first the Sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the' Atlantic isles ; 'tis nought to me : Since God is ever present, ever felt, In the void waste as in the city full ; And where He vital breathes there must be joy.
Pàgina 270 - My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...
Pàgina 138 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train...