Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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... Happy Childhood 11 Thoughts on hearing the Motto of Mr. Raikes , " Try . " What is Life ?. 12 Saturday Evening .. The Church Triumphant 13 Sabbath Eve Home Where is God ? 15 Funeral Speak Gently . 17 The Happiest Time The Sabbath The ...
... Happy Childhood 11 Thoughts on hearing the Motto of Mr. Raikes , " Try . " What is Life ?. 12 Saturday Evening .. The Church Triumphant 13 Sabbath Eve Home Where is God ? 15 Funeral Speak Gently . 17 The Happiest Time The Sabbath The ...
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... happy band ; Mother , oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it , and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows , And the fire - flies glance through the myrtle boughs ? Not there , not there , my child ...
... happy band ; Mother , oh ! where is that radiant shore ? Shall we not seek it , and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows , And the fire - flies glance through the myrtle boughs ? Not there , not there , my child ...
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... HAPPY CHILDHOOD . OH joyous dawn of childhood ! Thou art beautiful to see ; The green earth , with its wild wood Hath no flower so sweet as thee . The stars , night's reign enhancing , Beam not within the sky , With a ray so brightly ...
... HAPPY CHILDHOOD . OH joyous dawn of childhood ! Thou art beautiful to see ; The green earth , with its wild wood Hath no flower so sweet as thee . The stars , night's reign enhancing , Beam not within the sky , With a ray so brightly ...
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... HAPPY day that fix'd my choice On thee , my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice , And tell thy goodness all abroad . Oh ! happy bond that seal'd my vows To him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill his ...
... HAPPY day that fix'd my choice On thee , my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice , And tell thy goodness all abroad . Oh ! happy bond that seal'd my vows To him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill his ...
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... happy there ! Are we the happiest , when the evening hearth Is circled with its crown of living flowers ? When goeth round the laugh of harmless mirth , And when affection , from her bright urn , showers Her richest balm on the dilating ...
... happy there ! Are we the happiest , when the evening hearth Is circled with its crown of living flowers ? When goeth round the laugh of harmless mirth , And when affection , from her bright urn , showers Her richest balm on the dilating ...
Términos y frases comunes
angel Art Thou ask'd beauty behold beneath beneath the sky BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom breath breeze bright celestial child dead dear death deep delight DESCRIPTIVE POETRY dust to dust dwell Earth to earth earthly eternal fair Father Father's Name flood flowers glorious glory grace grave green happiest happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy homes of England hour humble Israel Jesus Learn to labour life's light live Lord loves me best MILLENNIAL SABBATH mountains moving heart night night into morning o'er pass'd path peace perfect bliss praise pray prayer reign rest rise round sabbath bell sacred Saviour's shine shore sleep smile song soul Speak gently spirit star by star storm stormy tempests blow strange hills sweet tear tell thee thine Thou art thought throne Thy neighbour toil tomb trees Twas voice
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Página 73 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
Página 33 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
Página 34 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Página 37 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
Página 43 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.