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Side 23
... asked not for beauty , I asked not for wealth ; The prayer was for reason , contentment , and health , That reflection might temper the fervour of youth , And his heart be the seat of religion and truth . My babe he was lovely in ...
... asked not for beauty , I asked not for wealth ; The prayer was for reason , contentment , and health , That reflection might temper the fervour of youth , And his heart be the seat of religion and truth . My babe he was lovely in ...
Side 25
... asked for contentment , religion , and truth ; For reason to temper the passions of youth . But think of the storms that must break o'er his head ; Of the snares that encompass the path he must tread ; Of the joys that seduce , the ...
... asked for contentment , religion , and truth ; For reason to temper the passions of youth . But think of the storms that must break o'er his head ; Of the snares that encompass the path he must tread ; Of the joys that seduce , the ...
Side 53
... COMPLAINTS OF THE POOR . AND wherefore do the poor complain ? The rich man asked of me . Come walk abroad with me , I said , And I will answer thee . " Twas evening , and the frozen streets Were cheerless F 2 SELECT POEMS . 53 THE DRUM. ...
... COMPLAINTS OF THE POOR . AND wherefore do the poor complain ? The rich man asked of me . Come walk abroad with me , I said , And I will answer thee . " Twas evening , and the frozen streets Were cheerless F 2 SELECT POEMS . 53 THE DRUM. ...
Side 54
... asked him what he did abroad In that cold winter's night . ' Twas bitter keen , indeed , he said , But at home no fire had he ; And therefore he had come abroad To ask for charity . We met a young barefooted child , And she begged both ...
... asked him what he did abroad In that cold winter's night . ' Twas bitter keen , indeed , he said , But at home no fire had he ; And therefore he had come abroad To ask for charity . We met a young barefooted child , And she begged both ...
Side 55
... asked me why the poor complain , And these have answered thee . LUCY GRAY . No mate , no comrade , Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor ; The sweetest thing that ever grew Behind a cottage door . You yet may spy the fawn at play , The ...
... asked me why the poor complain , And these have answered thee . LUCY GRAY . No mate , no comrade , Lucy knew ; She dwelt on a wide moor ; The sweetest thing that ever grew Behind a cottage door . You yet may spy the fawn at play , The ...
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anchor dropped angel beam beneath bless blest bloom bosom breast breath bright bright promise child CHRIST Christian clouds cold dark dead dear death deep dream dying e'en earth ECHO eternity fairy bower faith father fear feel flow flowers gentle gleam gloom glory GOD'S ACRE gone grace grave green grief harp hath hazel shade hear heard heart heaven heavenly hope hour JACOB'S PILLOW Jerusalem JESUS light little sweep LODDISWELL look LORD LORD BYRON Marriott mercy Miss morning mortal mother mourn never nigh night nought numbered o'er pain perfect bliss pilgrim's song praise pray prayer rest saints SAVIOUR seraph shade shine sigh sing smile soothe sorrow soul sound spirit star stood sweet sweetly tears thee thine thought Throne tomb Twas voice wandered wave weary weep wild wing youth
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Side 127 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Side 171 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Side 207 - On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow ; And dark as winter was the flow Of Iser, rolling rapidly. But Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat at dead of night, Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery.
Side 181 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Side 141 - 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 13 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet or in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Side 125 - I have naught that is fair?" saith he; "Have naught but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Side 4 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our Infant REDEEMER is laid.
Side 10 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away ; No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn. So breaks on the traveller, faint, and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See Truth, Love, and Mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And Beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
Side 206 - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But, in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all...