Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern AuthorsSampson Low, Marston, Low, & Searle, 1866 - 288 páginas |
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... falls short of a deep settled faith , it is because these times of uneasiness and of unrest are often , assuredly , a man's most earnest and most thoughtful seasons ; and the sincere utterance of his troubled or sorrowful thought may be ...
... falls short of a deep settled faith , it is because these times of uneasiness and of unrest are often , assuredly , a man's most earnest and most thoughtful seasons ; and the sincere utterance of his troubled or sorrowful thought may be ...
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... falling water then will sound As if for me alone ; Nay , will not blessing more abound That many hear its tone ? The trees their murmuring forth will send , The birds send forth their song ; The waving grass its tribute lend Sweet music ...
... falling water then will sound As if for me alone ; Nay , will not blessing more abound That many hear its tone ? The trees their murmuring forth will send , The birds send forth their song ; The waving grass its tribute lend Sweet music ...
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... falling from the trees . The stir without the glow of passion , The triumph of the mart , The gold and silver as ... falls their chant as on the nest Beneath the sunny zone ; For love that stirred it in their breast Has not aweary grown ...
... falling from the trees . The stir without the glow of passion , The triumph of the mart , The gold and silver as ... falls their chant as on the nest Beneath the sunny zone ; For love that stirred it in their breast Has not aweary grown ...
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... space ( ' mid dreadful clouds ) of purest sky , An azure disc - shield of Tranquillity ; Invisible , unlooked - for , minister Of providential goodness ever nigh ! WORDSWORTH . ΤΟ Α WATERFOWL . WHITHER , ' mid'st falling dew LESSONS . 23.
... space ( ' mid dreadful clouds ) of purest sky , An azure disc - shield of Tranquillity ; Invisible , unlooked - for , minister Of providential goodness ever nigh ! WORDSWORTH . ΤΟ Α WATERFOWL . WHITHER , ' mid'st falling dew LESSONS . 23.
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... falling dew , While glow the heavens with the last steps of day , Far through their rosy depths , dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong , As , darkly painted on the ...
... falling dew , While glow the heavens with the last steps of day , Far through their rosy depths , dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong , As , darkly painted on the ...
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A. H. CLOUGH angels beauty beloved beneath blessed blest breast breath bright brow BURBIDGE calm CHARLES TURNER child CHRISTINA ROSSETTI clouds COVENTRY PATMORE dark DAVID GRAY dear death deep divine doth dream E. B. BROWNING earth eternal eyes face fair faith fear feet FELICIA HEMANS flowers FREDERICK TENNYSON GEORGE MACDONALD glory God's golden grief hand happy hath hear heart Heaven heavenly holy hope hour J. H. NEWMAN JEAN INGELOW light live look Lord love thee MATTHEW ARNOLD morn nest night o'er peace pray prayer rest Ring ROBERT BROWNING round shadows shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars strife sweet tears tender thine things Thou art Thou dost thou hast thought thro toil tree truth unto voice weary weep WILLIAM CALDWELL ROSCOE wind wings WORDSWORTH
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Página 84 - Ring out old shapes of foul disease ; R1ng out the narrowing lust of gold ; Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace. Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand ; Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Página 11 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: 10 Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Página 225 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Página 232 - The innocent brightness of a new-born Day Is lovely yet ; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober coloring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality : Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Página 54 - SWEET Day ! so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky ; The dew shall weep thy fall to-night, For thou must die.
Página 228 - The homely nurse doth all she can To make her foster-child, her inmate Man, Forget the glories he hath known, And that imperial palace whence he came. Behold the Child among his new-born blisses, A six years' darling of a pigmy size ! See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies.
Página 88 - And they a blissful course may hold Even now, who, not unwisely bold, Live in the spirit of this creed ; Yet seek thy firm support, according to their need. I, loving freedom, and untried ; No sport...
Página 207 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Página 24 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 253 - But the time will come, at last it will, When, Evelyn Hope, what meant, I shall say, In the lower earth, in the years long still, That body and soul so pure and gay? Why your hair was amber, I shall divine, And your mouth of your own geranium's red, And what you would do with me, in fine, In the new life come in the old one's stead.