The Dream, and Other PoemsC.S. Francis & Company, 1845 - 248 sider |
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Side 17
... lost , Though earth by blighting storms be roughly cross'd , Though the long curse demands the tax of sin , And the day's sorrows with the day begin , That hour , once sacred to God's presence , still Keeps itself calmer from the touch ...
... lost , Though earth by blighting storms be roughly cross'd , Though the long curse demands the tax of sin , And the day's sorrows with the day begin , That hour , once sacred to God's presence , still Keeps itself calmer from the touch ...
Side 20
... lost those hours that never can return- Hours , whose most sweet communion Nature meant Should be in confidence and kindness spent , That we ( hereafter mourning ) might believe In human faith , though all around deceive ; Might weigh ...
... lost those hours that never can return- Hours , whose most sweet communion Nature meant Should be in confidence and kindness spent , That we ( hereafter mourning ) might believe In human faith , though all around deceive ; Might weigh ...
Side 27
... lost- Those flitting forms the dangerous hour partake , Cling to our aid , or suffer for our sake . Conscious of present life , the slumbering soul Still floats us onward , as the billows roll , Till , snatch'd from death , we seem to ...
... lost- Those flitting forms the dangerous hour partake , Cling to our aid , or suffer for our sake . Conscious of present life , the slumbering soul Still floats us onward , as the billows roll , Till , snatch'd from death , we seem to ...
Side 32
... lost the dazzled look of wild amaze Turn'd on her mother when she first awoke , Thus to her questioning glance she answering spoke : - " Methought , oh ! gentle Mother , by thy side I dwelt no more as now , but through a wide And sweet ...
... lost the dazzled look of wild amaze Turn'd on her mother when she first awoke , Thus to her questioning glance she answering spoke : - " Methought , oh ! gentle Mother , by thy side I dwelt no more as now , but through a wide And sweet ...
Side 48
... lost lover , on the motley stage , Wrapp'd from his mistress in some quaint disguise , Deceives her ear , because he cheats her eyes ! Rather , if all could fade which charm'd us first , - If , by some magic stroke , some plague - spot ...
... lost lover , on the motley stage , Wrapp'd from his mistress in some quaint disguise , Deceives her ear , because he cheats her eyes ! Rather , if all could fade which charm'd us first , - If , by some magic stroke , some plague - spot ...
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Algoa Bay Allan Douglas alms alms-giving art thou beauty beneath bitter bless breast breath breeze Brighouse bright brow cheek cheer child cold COUNTESS OF CARLISLE cowslips dark death doth dream earth echo eyes face fade faint fair fear feel flowers fond gallant band gaze gentle glad gleam glory glow grace grave grief grieving hand happy hath hear heart Heaven holy hope hour labour land leaves Life's light lips lone look man's mirth morning mother mournful neath never night o'er pain pale Parkhurst Prison poor prayer prison rest rich round Ruislip Common seem'd shadow shining sigh silence sleep slumber smile soft song SONNET sorrow soul sound spirit spring stand summer sweet tears thee thine thou thought thy dream toil tread Uxbridge vainly vex'd voice wandering watch wave weary weep wild workhouse young youth
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Side 65 - But this is that which was spoken by the prophet Joel ; And it shall come to pass in the last days, saith God, I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh : and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams: And on my servants and on my handmaidens I will pour out in those days of my Spirit; and they shall prophesy...
Side 157 - The resources created by peace are means of war. In cherishing those resources, we but accumulate those means. Our present repose is no more a proof of inability to act, than the state of inertness and inactivity in which...
Side 163 - And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it : for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Side 171 - And thither were all the flocks gathered : and they rolled the stone from the well's mouth, and watered the sheep, and put the stone again upon the well's mouth in his place.
Side 145 - And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Side 67 - The poplars are fell'd : farewell to the shade, And the whispering sound of the cool colonnade ; The winds play no longer and sing in the leaves, Nor Ouse on his bosom their image receives.
Side 174 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank and fiery Hun' Shout in their sulphurous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave ! And charge with all thy chivalry ! Few, few shall part where many meet ! The snow shall be their winding-sheet, And every turf beneath their feet Shall be a soldier's sepulchre.
Side 171 - I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would thou wert cold or hot. So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth.
Side 211 - Fainter her slow step falls from day to day, Death's hand is heavy on her darkening brow; Yet doth she fondly cling to earth and say: " I am content to die, but oh! not now! Not while the blossoms of the joyous spring Make the warm air such luxury to breathe; Not while the birds such lays of gladness sing; Not while bright flowers around my footsteps wreathe. Spare me, great God, lift up my drooping brow ! I am content to die — but, oh! not now!
Side 171 - And it came to pass, when Jacob saw Rachel the daughter of Laban his mother's brother, and the sheep of Laban his mother's brother, that Jacob went near, and rolled the stone from the well's mouth, and watered the flock of Laban his mother's brother.