Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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... Race The Millennial Sabbath The Destroying Angel .. The Sabbath Bell Love to the House of God Pleasures Evanescent Life in Earnest Necessity of Watchfulness against Idols The New Year Morning 18 Happiness 14 Lines suggested by attending ...
... Race The Millennial Sabbath The Destroying Angel .. The Sabbath Bell Love to the House of God Pleasures Evanescent Life in Earnest Necessity of Watchfulness against Idols The New Year Morning 18 Happiness 14 Lines suggested by attending ...
Sida 14
... ; In every clime the magnet of his soul , Touch'd by remembrance , trembles to that pole ; For in this land of Heaven's peculiar grace , The heritage of nature's noblest race , There is a spot of earth supremely blest , A 14 Home.
... ; In every clime the magnet of his soul , Touch'd by remembrance , trembles to that pole ; For in this land of Heaven's peculiar grace , The heritage of nature's noblest race , There is a spot of earth supremely blest , A 14 Home.
Sida 26
... race demands ; And a nobler race arise , Stretch their limbs , unclose their eyes , Claim the earth , and seek the skies . Gliding through Magellan's straits , Where two oceans ope their gates , What a spectacle awaits ! The immense ...
... race demands ; And a nobler race arise , Stretch their limbs , unclose their eyes , Claim the earth , and seek the skies . Gliding through Magellan's straits , Where two oceans ope their gates , What a spectacle awaits ! The immense ...
Sida 35
... RACE . LIFE is a path that leads From time and earth away ; At first , through flowery meads , With prospects green and gay , Then , climbing many a rugged height , Over strange hills , it goes from sight . Life is a brittle flower ...
... RACE . LIFE is a path that leads From time and earth away ; At first , through flowery meads , With prospects green and gay , Then , climbing many a rugged height , Over strange hills , it goes from sight . Life is a brittle flower ...
Sida 36
... race to run , And heaven the distant prize ; By few the crown is won ; For few are truly wise ; The things of this short life they choose ; The endless life of heaven - refuse ! J. TAYLOR . THE MILLENNIAL SABBATH . YES ! Salem ! thou ...
... race to run , And heaven the distant prize ; By few the crown is won ; For few are truly wise ; The things of this short life they choose ; The endless life of heaven - refuse ! J. TAYLOR . THE MILLENNIAL SABBATH . YES ! Salem ! thou ...
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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.