Gems of sacred poetry [ed. by R. Cattermole?].John W. Parker, 1841 |
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... sing Unto the God of Love , high heaven's King . Before this world's great frame , in which all things Are now contained , found any being place , Ere flitting Time could wag his eyas1 wings About that mighty bound which doth embrace ...
... sing Unto the God of Love , high heaven's King . Before this world's great frame , in which all things Are now contained , found any being place , Ere flitting Time could wag his eyas1 wings About that mighty bound which doth embrace ...
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... sing , And those most sacred mysteries unfold , Of that fair love of mighty heaven's King : Enough is me to admire so heavenly thing , And being thus with her huge love possessed , In th ' only wonder of herself to rest . But whoso may ...
... sing , And those most sacred mysteries unfold , Of that fair love of mighty heaven's King : Enough is me to admire so heavenly thing , And being thus with her huge love possessed , In th ' only wonder of herself to rest . But whoso may ...
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... to the needy wealth ; A pleasure without loss , a treasure without stealth . Who can forget - never to be forgot- The time that all the world in slumber lies , When like the stars the singing angels shot To earth 3-2 GILES FLETCHER . 35 35.
... to the needy wealth ; A pleasure without loss , a treasure without stealth . Who can forget - never to be forgot- The time that all the world in slumber lies , When like the stars the singing angels shot To earth 3-2 GILES FLETCHER . 35 35.
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Gems Richard Cattermole. When like the stars the singing angels shot To earth , and heaven awaked all his eyes To see another sun at midnight rise On earth ? was never sight of pareil fame , For God before man like Himself did frame ...
Gems Richard Cattermole. When like the stars the singing angels shot To earth , and heaven awaked all his eyes To see another sun at midnight rise On earth ? was never sight of pareil fame , For God before man like Himself did frame ...
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... sing - sing , Simeon , sing apace . " With that the mighty thunder dropt away From God's unwary arm , now milder grown , And melted into tears ; as if to pray For pardon and for pity , it had known That should have been for sacred ...
... sing - sing , Simeon , sing apace . " With that the mighty thunder dropt away From God's unwary arm , now milder grown , And melted into tears ; as if to pray For pardon and for pity , it had known That should have been for sacred ...
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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
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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 270 - My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...
Side 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...