The Poetical Works of Isaac Watts and Henry Kirke White, Volumen63Houghton, Mifflin, 1881 |
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... skies pour down righteousness . He commands the sun , and it riseth not , and he seal- eth up the stars . It is he that saith to the deep , Be dry , and he drieth up the rivers . Woe to them that seek deep to hide their counsel from the ...
... skies pour down righteousness . He commands the sun , and it riseth not , and he seal- eth up the stars . It is he that saith to the deep , Be dry , and he drieth up the rivers . Woe to them that seek deep to hide their counsel from the ...
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... skies , When wrath arrays thy face . When mercy joins with majesty , To spread their beams abroad , Not all their fairest minds on high Are shadows of a God . Thy works the strongest seraph sings In a too feeble strain , And labors hard ...
... skies , When wrath arrays thy face . When mercy joins with majesty , To spread their beams abroad , Not all their fairest minds on high Are shadows of a God . Thy works the strongest seraph sings In a too feeble strain , And labors hard ...
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... skies : Let all the baneful planets shed Their mingled curses on my head , How vain their curses , if the eternal King Look through the clouds and bless me with his eyes Creatures , with all their boasted sway , Are but his slaves and ...
... skies : Let all the baneful planets shed Their mingled curses on my head , How vain their curses , if the eternal King Look through the clouds and bless me with his eyes Creatures , with all their boasted sway , Are but his slaves and ...
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... There's nothing round these painted skies , Or round this dusty clod , Nothing , my soul , that's worth thy joys , Or lovely as thy God . ' Tis heaven on earth to taste his love , 8 HORE LYRICE . 4-14-179 Felicity Above.
... There's nothing round these painted skies , Or round this dusty clod , Nothing , my soul , that's worth thy joys , Or lovely as thy God . ' Tis heaven on earth to taste his love , 8 HORE LYRICE . 4-14-179 Felicity Above.
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... . " SHEPHERDS , rejoice , lift up your eyes , " And send your fears away ; " News from the region of the skies ; " Salvation's born to day . " Jesus , the God whom angels fear , " 14 HORE LYRICE . The Nativity of Christ.
... . " SHEPHERDS , rejoice , lift up your eyes , " And send your fears away ; " News from the region of the skies ; " Salvation's born to day . " Jesus , the God whom angels fear , " 14 HORE LYRICE . The Nativity of Christ.
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Términos y frases comunes
Almighty angels awful Behold beneath bless blest bliss blood breast breath bright Capel Lofft charms CLIFTON GROVE clouds command dark dear death deep delight divine dwell earth elevated song eternal eyes fair fame fancy fate fear feel feet flame flesh folding star fræna glory golden grace grave grief groans groves Gunston happy heart heaven heavenly hell HENRY KIRKE WHITE holy honour hope HOSANNA immortal ISAAC WATTS Jesus joys King light live Lord lose my breath mind mortal mourn Muse never night Nottingham numbers o'er pain passion Pindaric pleasure poem powers praise reigns rise roll round rove sacred Sarissa scenes seas seraphic shades shining sight silent sing skies smile Socinian song sorrow soul sound sovereign spirits stand stars sweet tears thee thine things thou thoughts throne tongue Twas Urania wild wind wings youth
Pasajes populares
Página 213 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired : Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee, —...
Página 225 - It was my guide, my light, my all, it bade my dark forebodings cease ; and through the storm and danger's thrall it led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, for ever and for evermore, the Star— The Star of Bethlehem...
Página 339 - In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too; For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play, Let my first years be past ; That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
Página lxxxix - Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth at his feet. He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.
Página 366 - Twas to save thee, child, from dying, Save my dear from burning flame, Bitter groans and endless crying, That thy blest Redeemer came.
Página 364 - How much better thou'rt attended Than the- Son of God could be, When from heaven He descended And became a child like thee...
Página 15 - Here the whole Deity is known ; Nor dares a creature guess, — Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace.
Página 358 - I'll not be proud of my youth or my beauty, Since both of them wither and fade; But gain a good name by well doing my duty, This will scent like a rose when I'm dead.
Página lxxxix - Then the channels of waters were seen, and the foundations of the world were discovered at thy rebuke, O LORD, at the blast of the breath of thy nostrils.
Página 227 - Henry Kirke White died at Cambridge in October, 1806, in consequence of too much exertion in the pursuit of studies that would have matured a mind which disease and poverty could not impair, and which death itself destroyed rather than sub dued.