'The return to my native village', and other poems, by a lady1853 |
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Side 18
... hand I seiz'd the prize- For magic feats delight his eyes Who wins this trophy small . But ah ! no pen can paint aright The wonders now that met my sight ! Advancing from the crowd The tallest of the elfin band Shook high in air his ...
... hand I seiz'd the prize- For magic feats delight his eyes Who wins this trophy small . But ah ! no pen can paint aright The wonders now that met my sight ! Advancing from the crowd The tallest of the elfin band Shook high in air his ...
Side 22
... brow Must own the wrinkling hand of time ; The rose that paints thy young cheek now Shall wither in the world's rude clime . LINES FROM A MOTHER TO HER INFANT . 23 Soon LINES FROM A MOTHER TO HER INFANT . Lines from a Mother to her Infant.
... brow Must own the wrinkling hand of time ; The rose that paints thy young cheek now Shall wither in the world's rude clime . LINES FROM A MOTHER TO HER INFANT . 23 Soon LINES FROM A MOTHER TO HER INFANT . Lines from a Mother to her Infant.
Side 24
... hand can bring , Or Autumn promise of her ripen'd store ; For then th ' enchantress spreads her golden wing , Hope smiles upon the closing scene no more . So thou , lov'd child , may haply please me less When in the pride of youth and ...
... hand can bring , Or Autumn promise of her ripen'd store ; For then th ' enchantress spreads her golden wing , Hope smiles upon the closing scene no more . So thou , lov'd child , may haply please me less When in the pride of youth and ...
Side 33
... me safely to that peaceful shore • Where His own hand shall wipe our tears away , And pain and sin shall never vex us more . Heb . xii . 6 . 1835 . h Prov . iv . 18 . D LINES ON DISMISSING AN UNFAITHFUL SERVANT . BE not too.
... me safely to that peaceful shore • Where His own hand shall wipe our tears away , And pain and sin shall never vex us more . Heb . xii . 6 . 1835 . h Prov . iv . 18 . D LINES ON DISMISSING AN UNFAITHFUL SERVANT . BE not too.
Side 35
... hand ! The horrid madd'ning sounds , The huge increasing bulk the sense confounds- The sick brain turns - the quiv'ring nerves give o'er Their wonted strength - we hear and see no more ! Already far away , the less'ning train Pursues ...
... hand ! The horrid madd'ning sounds , The huge increasing bulk the sense confounds- The sick brain turns - the quiv'ring nerves give o'er Their wonted strength - we hear and see no more ! Already far away , the less'ning train Pursues ...
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The Return to My Native Village, and Other Poems, Chiefly on Sacred Subjects ... Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1853 |
'The Return to My Native Village', and Other Poems, by a Lady Return Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2016 |
Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Air by Reinagle art thou behold BLENHEIM bless blest bliss bloom bright bring charms cheerful cherub clouds dark dear death delight didst divine Dost thou dread dream e'en e'er earth earthly evermore eyes FAIRY BALLAD Fancy Fancy's fear feel flow'rs FRIEND gloom glory God's grace grief Hallelujah hallow'd hand happy Hark Hast thou hath hear heaven heavenly holy hope Hymn impart judgment day light ling'ring Lord lov'd magic mercy midnight hour mind MISS CASAMAIJOR morn mourn murmur ne'er neath o'er Old Hundredth pain pass'd path peace pleasure praise prayer PSALM rapture rejoice resound rich sacred Saviour saw thee scene scented seraphic shade shed shine shore silent sing smile soft solemn sorrow soul sounds spirit Spring STANZAS strain summer sweet tears tempest thine thought thunders roll thy heart trembling truth Twas unto voice walk Wareham wilt winds wing youth
Populære avsnitt
Side 58 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Side 98 - O Lord of hosts, my King and God, How highly blest are they, Who in thy temple always dwell, And there thy praise display. 4 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee...
Side 76 - With fruits and fertile promise, and the Spring Come forth her work of gladness to contrive, With all her reckless birds upon the wing, I turn'd from all she brought to those she could not bring.
Side 15 - It was between the night and day, When the Fairy King has power, That I sunk down in a sinful fray, And, 'twixt life and death, was snatched away To the joyless Elfin bower.
Side 112 - Israel:] for unto you is born this day a SAVIOUR, who is CHRIST THE LORD.
Side 86 - A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our LORD shall fill, The royal seat of GOD most high : GOD dwells in Sion, whose fair...
Side 56 - The light of reason does not, any more than that of revelation, force men to submit to its authority : both admonish them of what they ought to do and avoid, together with the consequences of each ; and, after this, leave them at full liberty to act just as they please, till the appointed time of judgment.
Side 74 - Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy water spouts ; all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.