Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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... beneath the hill , Of Sharon's dewy rose ! Lo such the child whose early feet , The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart , with influence sweet , Is upwards drawn to God ! By cool Siloam's shady rill , The lily must decay , The ...
... beneath the hill , Of Sharon's dewy rose ! Lo such the child whose early feet , The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart , with influence sweet , Is upwards drawn to God ! By cool Siloam's shady rill , The lily must decay , The ...
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... beneath their eaves . The free , fair homes of England ! Long , long , in hut and hall , May hearts of native proof be rear'd To guard each hallow'd wall ! And green for ever be the groves , And bright the flowery sod , Where first the ...
... beneath their eaves . The free , fair homes of England ! Long , long , in hut and hall , May hearts of native proof be rear'd To guard each hallow'd wall ! And green for ever be the groves , And bright the flowery sod , Where first the ...
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... beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obscure : Nor grandeur hear , with a disdainful smile , The short and simple annals of the poor . The boast of heraldry , the pomp ...
... beneath their sturdy stroke ! Let not ambition mock their useful toil , Their homely joys , and destiny obscure : Nor grandeur hear , with a disdainful smile , The short and simple annals of the poor . The boast of heraldry , the pomp ...
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... Beneath whose consecrated dome you are ; More gorgeous robes ye see , and trappings rare , And watch the gaudier forms that gaily move , And deem , perchance , mistaken as you are , The " coat of many colours " proves His love , Whose ...
... Beneath whose consecrated dome you are ; More gorgeous robes ye see , and trappings rare , And watch the gaudier forms that gaily move , And deem , perchance , mistaken as you are , The " coat of many colours " proves His love , Whose ...
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... beneath the sky To my heart as in mine eye ! I have seen them one by one , Every shore beneath the sun , And my voyage now is done . While I bid them all be blest , Britain , thou'rt my home - my rest : -My own land , I love thee best ...
... beneath the sky To my heart as in mine eye ! I have seen them one by one , Every shore beneath the sun , And my voyage now is done . While I bid them all be blest , Britain , thou'rt my home - my rest : -My own land , I love thee best ...
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angel Art Thou ask'd beauty behold beneath beneath the sky BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom breath breeze bright celestial child dead dear death deep delight DESCRIPTIVE POETRY dust to dust dwell Earth to earth earthly eternal fair Father Father's Name flood flowers glorious glory grace grave green happiest happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy homes of England hour humble Israel Jesus Learn to labour life's light live Lord loves me best MILLENNIAL SABBATH mountains moving heart night night into morning o'er pass'd path peace perfect bliss praise pray prayer reign rest rise round sabbath bell sacred Saviour's shine shore sleep smile song soul Speak gently spirit star by star storm stormy tempests blow strange hills sweet tear tell thee thine Thou art thought throne Thy neighbour toil tomb trees Twas voice
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Стр. 73 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Стр. 33 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Стр. 34 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Стр. 37 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Стр. 43 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.