Poems of sorrow, death and immortalityHolt, 1912 |
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... thine alder - tree , And here thine aspen shiver ; And here by thee will hum the bee , For ever and for ever . A thousand suns will stream on thee , A thousand moons will quiver ; But not by thee my steps shall be , For ever and for ...
... thine alder - tree , And here thine aspen shiver ; And here by thee will hum the bee , For ever and for ever . A thousand suns will stream on thee , A thousand moons will quiver ; But not by thee my steps shall be , For ever and for ...
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... thine for ever ! Bryan Waller Procter [ 1787-1874 ] ON A TEAR O THAT the chemist's magic art Could crystallize this sacred treasure ! Long should it glitter near my heart , A secret source of pensive pleasure . The little brilliant ...
... thine for ever ! Bryan Waller Procter [ 1787-1874 ] ON A TEAR O THAT the chemist's magic art Could crystallize this sacred treasure ! Long should it glitter near my heart , A secret source of pensive pleasure . The little brilliant ...
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... of Terrors ! whose unbounded sway All that have life must certainly obey ; The king , the priest , the prophet , all are thine , Nor would even God ( in flesh ) thy stroke decline . My name is on thy roll , and sure I To Death 3195 To ...
... of Terrors ! whose unbounded sway All that have life must certainly obey ; The king , the priest , the prophet , all are thine , Nor would even God ( in flesh ) thy stroke decline . My name is on thy roll , and sure I To Death 3195 To ...
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... thine to kill . Gently thy fatal scepter on me lay , And take to thy cold arms , insensibly , thy prey . Anne Finch [ ? -1720 ] THE GENIUS OF DEATH WHAT is death ? ' Tis to be free , No more to love or hope or fear , To join the great ...
... thine to kill . Gently thy fatal scepter on me lay , And take to thy cold arms , insensibly , thy prey . Anne Finch [ ? -1720 ] THE GENIUS OF DEATH WHAT is death ? ' Tis to be free , No more to love or hope or fear , To join the great ...
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... thine own , O Death ! Day is for mortal care : Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth ; Night , for the dreams of sleep , the voice of prayer , But all for thee , thou Mightiest of the earth . The banquet hath its hour- Its ...
... thine own , O Death ! Day is for mortal care : Eve for glad meetings round the joyous hearth ; Night , for the dreams of sleep , the voice of prayer , But all for thee , thou Mightiest of the earth . The banquet hath its hour- Its ...
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a-thynkynge angel April April 11 beauty bien biographical data available bird blest bliss Born at London breath bright Carcassonne Christ Christina Georgina Rossetti cloud cross crown dark dead dear death Deutschen Vaterland died at London Dies Iræ doth dream earth England English writer eternal eyes fair fear feet flowers Glorious glory God's grave grief hand hath hear heart heaven HENRY Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hills holy Horatius Bonar hour Ist's Jesus JOHN Juxta crucem Lamb of God land light living Lord morning mortal mourn Nearer night November 29 o'er October pain peace Pierre-Jean de Béranger poem prayer present address rest Robert Herrick rose Scotland shadows shine sigh silent sing skies sleep smile Song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears thee thine Thou art thought voice wandering weary weep WILLIAM wind wings York City
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Sida 3185 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat in unwomanly rags Plying her needle and thread — Stitch ! stitch ! stitch ! In poverty, hunger and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this "Song of the Shirt.
Sida 3450 - 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...
Sida 3552 - Abide with me ; fast falls the even-tide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Sida 3541 - Thou, O Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find. Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name; I am all unrighteousness: 30 False and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace.
Sida 3265 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence: live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self, In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Sida 3193 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom...
Sida 3288 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Sida 3298 - And all their echoes mourn. The Willows, and the Hazel Copses green, Shall now no more be seen, Fanning their joyous Leaves to thy soft lays.
Sida 3468 - He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride; He that is humble, ever shall Have God to be his guide.
Sida 3301 - Where the great Vision of the guarded mount Looks toward Namancos and Bayona's hold, — Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth ; And, O ye dolphins, waft the hapless youth.