Wales: A National Magazine for the English Speaking Parts of Wales, Volum 1

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Sir Owen Morgan Edwards
Hughes, 1894

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Side 33 - I saw eternity the other night Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm as it was bright; And round beneath it, time in hours, days, years, Driv'n by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled...
Side 33 - I had not walked above A mile, or two, from my first love, And looking back (at that short space) Could see a glimpse of his bright face ; When on some gilded Cloud, or flower My gazing soul would dwell an hour, And in those weaker glories spy Some shadows of eternity...
Side 154 - Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravenous wolves.
Side 33 - Far beyond the stars, Where stands a winged sentry All skilful in the wars ; There, above noise and danger, Sweet Peace sits crowned with smiles, And One born in a manger Commands the beauteous files. He is thy gracious friend And, O my soul awake ! Did in pure love descend To die here for thy sake ; If thou can'st get but thither, There grows the flower of peace, The rose that cannot wither, Thy fortress and thy ease. Leave then thy foolish ranges, For none can thee secure, But One, who never changes,...
Side 70 - A man's heart deviseth his way : but the LORD directeth his steps.
Side 343 - GUIDE me, O Thou Great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but Thou art mighty ; Hold me with Thy powerful hand ; Bread of Heaven ! Feed me till I want no more.
Side 323 - But thee I now would serve more strictly, if I may. Through no disturbance of my soul, Or strong compunction in me wrought, I supplicate for thy control ; But in the quietness of thought : Me this unchartered freedom tires ; I feel the weight of chance-desires : My hopes no more must change their name, I long for a repose that ever is the same.
Side 33 - I had not walked above A mile or two from my first, love, And looking back — at that short space — Could see a glimpse of his bright face...
Side 209 - Thus saith the Lord of Hosts; There shall yet old men and old women dwell in the streets of Jerusalem, and every man with his staff in his hand for very age. And the streets of the city shall be full of boys and girls playing in the streets thereof.
Side 97 - In what Rings, And Hymning Circulations the quick world Awakes, and sings; The rising winds, And falling springs, Birds, beasts, all things Adore him in their kinds. Thus all is hurl'd In sacred Hymnes, and Order, The great Chime And Symphony of nature.

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