New Cyclopaedia of Poetical Illustrations: Adapted to Christian Teaching: Embracing Poems, Odes, Legends, Lyrics, Hymns, Sonnets, Extracts, EtcW.C. Palmer, 1872 - 696 pages |
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... wait the ripening In Truth's exhaustless bosom . [ soul , Mark Akenside . 5. ABILITIES , Difference of . Alas ! what differs more than man from man ! And whence this difference ? -whence but from himself ? of [ sense , For , see the ...
... wait the ripening In Truth's exhaustless bosom . [ soul , Mark Akenside . 5. ABILITIES , Difference of . Alas ! what differs more than man from man ! And whence this difference ? -whence but from himself ? of [ sense , For , see the ...
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... waiting for the coming of my feet , Some gift of such rare blessedness , some joy so strangely sweet That my lips ... Wait , abstainers , every year Vindicates the glorious plan , Time rewards each pioneer Who clears a higher path for ...
... waiting for the coming of my feet , Some gift of such rare blessedness , some joy so strangely sweet That my lips ... Wait , abstainers , every year Vindicates the glorious plan , Time rewards each pioneer Who clears a higher path for ...
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... wait . Henry Wadsworth Longfellow . 21. ACTION , End of . Go , silly worm , drudge , trudge , and travel , Despising pain , so thou may'st gain Some honor or some golden gravel ; But death the while , to fill his number , With sudden ...
... wait . Henry Wadsworth Longfellow . 21. ACTION , End of . Go , silly worm , drudge , trudge , and travel , Despising pain , so thou may'st gain Some honor or some golden gravel ; But death the while , to fill his number , With sudden ...
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... waiting here , These ages of delay ? Come , for thy saints still wait ; Daily ascends their sigh ; The Spirit and the Bride say , Come , Dost thou not hear the cry ? Come , for creation groans , Impatient of thy stay , Worn out with ...
... waiting here , These ages of delay ? Come , for thy saints still wait ; Daily ascends their sigh ; The Spirit and the Bride say , Come , Dost thou not hear the cry ? Come , for creation groans , Impatient of thy stay , Worn out with ...
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... wait • The consecration of thy beauteous feet . Ride on triumphantly ; behold we lay Our lusts and proud wills in the way . Hosanna ! welcome to our hearts , Lord , here Thou hast a temple too , and full as dear As that of Zion ; and as ...
... wait • The consecration of thy beauteous feet . Ride on triumphantly ; behold we lay Our lusts and proud wills in the way . Hosanna ! welcome to our hearts , Lord , here Thou hast a temple too , and full as dear As that of Zion ; and as ...
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Page 107 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 57 - Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees, Lives through all life, extends through all extent, Spreads undivided, operates unspent; Breathes in our soul, informs our mortal part, As full, as perfect, in a hair as heart: As full, as perfect, in vile man that mourns, As the rapt seraph that adores and burns: To him no high, no low, no great, no small; He fills, he bounds, connects, and equals all.
Page 383 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Page 555 - This is my own, my native land ? Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch, concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept,...
Page 106 - Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Page 442 - Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterly abolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be. Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither; Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Page 610 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Page 383 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make Man better be ; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere : A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night — It was the plant and flower of Light. In small proportions we just beauties see ; And in short measures life may perfect be.
Page 17 - Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living Present! Heart within, and God o'erhead! Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Page 230 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds, And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through thee, are fresh and strong.