Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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... Live in BarMENT 42 Piale Flowers Procrastinatior . 12ab 45 The Reaper and the Angels The New Your 65 The Beauties of Creation Morning * The Voice of Spring ་ ་་་ 4 The Missionare's Fome Faith and Bone 6 90 92 DoniumATINA ContaTmani ...
... Live in BarMENT 42 Piale Flowers Procrastinatior . 12ab 45 The Reaper and the Angels The New Your 65 The Beauties of Creation Morning * The Voice of Spring ་ ་་་ 4 The Missionare's Fome Faith and Bone 6 90 92 DoniumATINA ContaTmani ...
Sida 14
... lives , He their perfect bliss secures , Everlasting glory gives . T. CHALLIS . HOME . THERE is a land , of every land the pride , Belov'd by Heaven o'er all the world beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light , And milder ...
... lives , He their perfect bliss secures , Everlasting glory gives . T. CHALLIS . HOME . THERE is a land , of every land the pride , Belov'd by Heaven o'er all the world beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light , And milder ...
Sida 37
... harps attune the mystic song , Ten thousand thousand saints the strain prolong : " Worthy the Lamb ! omnipotent to save , Who died , who lives , triumphant o'er the grave ! " HEBER . THE DESTROYING ANGEL . " To your homes , " 37.
... harps attune the mystic song , Ten thousand thousand saints the strain prolong : " Worthy the Lamb ! omnipotent to save , Who died , who lives , triumphant o'er the grave ! " HEBER . THE DESTROYING ANGEL . " To your homes , " 37.
Sida 42
... Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime , And departing leave behind us Footprints in the sands of time . Let us then be up and doing , With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving , still pursuing , Learn to ...
... Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime , And departing leave behind us Footprints in the sands of time . Let us then be up and doing , With a heart for any fate ; Still achieving , still pursuing , Learn to ...
Sida 44
... live anew Each day , each hour , my God to Thee ; And let thy sacred word of truth Teach my young soul from sin to flee . Dear Jesus , let thy precious blood For all my guilty sins atone : And when I pass through Jordan's flood , Let ...
... live anew Each day , each hour , my God to Thee ; And let thy sacred word of truth Teach my young soul from sin to flee . Dear Jesus , let thy precious blood For all my guilty sins atone : And when I pass through Jordan's flood , Let ...
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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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Sida 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!
Sida 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...
Sida 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.
Sida 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.
Sida 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.