Christmas at the Hall: The Hero's Grave, Night Musings, and Other PoemsLongman, Green, and Longman, 1853 - 195 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Amid amidst ancient array beams beauty behold beneath breast breath breeze bright bright eyes brighter brow calm cheek cheerful clouds dark deep deep in earth deep notes delight determined heart dwell earth Elloughton eternal evermore fair Farewell feeling find a grave flowers gave gentle give glad glance glorious glow grave happiness HARRIET BEECHER STOWE hath heart heaven holy hope impart Killiney Lenore life's light lofty look love possess lyre mighty mind mingled muse naught ne'er neath nigh night noble o'er old Christmas peace pierce pleasure poet's pure pure song radiant rapture reign rejoice rich richest round sacred scene shade shew shine smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit star sublime sunshine sweet sweet reply swiftly tears thee thine thou thought tones trees truth vision voice warm waves Whilst wild woodland Young Spring
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Página xiv - Ring out false pride in place and blood, The civic slander and the spite; Ring in the love of truth and right, Ring in the common love of good. Ring out old shapes of foul disease; Ring 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 xiv - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Página 174 - Or impious thoughts attained a birth. Ah ! who can touch the poet's lyre, And not its sounds his breast inflame, With glowing, ardent, fond desire, To gain the lasting meed of fame ? My hand has strayed amid its chords ! Oh could I from its strings ring forth Some...
Página vii - The author of the present volume has had for many years an intense and almost insuperable bias towards poetical composition.
Página 174 - Then may they view the resting-spot Of one, whose deeds and life have given A hope assured his earthly lot Was ended in the rest of heaven. When silent in the grave I lie, If thus fond hearts remember me, 'T would be but half a death to die To own so fair a memory.
Página 185 - E'en here we own— tho' mixed with strifeBut there are higher worlds afar, And brighter scenes above, Where thought is pure as evening's star, And life is holy love ; Where calm, yet fervent, pleasures glow, And rapture makes the heart o'erflow. To gain these joys the soul must be To...
Página 185 - Unnumbered joys around us spring, And pleasures thrill the heart, To make the voice with gladness sing And happiness impart ; E'en here we own— tho...
Página 195 - ... light of truth And holy love to hate. Truth's kingdom to restore, From evil to redeem, Christ came, God manifest in flesh, And reigns in heaven supreme. Free pardon he can give, And by the Spirit's might, Create the soul to love again The good, the true, the right. Thus " born of God " will mau A son of God become, And through a pilgrimage on earth Haste to a Father's home.