Gottfried's pilgrimage: an allegoryW. H. Laxton, 1868 - 64 pagina's |
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Pagina 7
... golden walls . Earnestly did Gottfried gaze ; and no won- der , for the scene was like nothing on this earth , at least like nothing in the land where he sojourned , and from the midst of which the hill arose . As we have already seen ...
... golden walls . Earnestly did Gottfried gaze ; and no won- der , for the scene was like nothing on this earth , at least like nothing in the land where he sojourned , and from the midst of which the hill arose . As we have already seen ...
Pagina 10
... Golden City , which you can just see on the verge of the horizon ; from thence He looks upon you , and watches over you . He has sent me to call you to Himself . Will you obey ? " Words cannot express the joy of Gottfried when he heard ...
... Golden City , which you can just see on the verge of the horizon ; from thence He looks upon you , and watches over you . He has sent me to call you to Himself . Will you obey ? " Words cannot express the joy of Gottfried when he heard ...
Pagina 18
... golden courts of the blessed city . I would fain go with you to guide and help you ; for there are many dangers , and you will have the greatest need of watchfulness as you pass on . The Enemy will attempt in divers ways to gain an ...
... golden courts of the blessed city . I would fain go with you to guide and help you ; for there are many dangers , and you will have the greatest need of watchfulness as you pass on . The Enemy will attempt in divers ways to gain an ...
Pagina 24
... lovely form grew more and more beautiful . She was attired in a white flow- ing robe , bound round the waist with a golden girdle ; in her left hand she held the lamp and in her right was a sprig of the 24 Gottfried's Pilgrimage .
... lovely form grew more and more beautiful . She was attired in a white flow- ing robe , bound round the waist with a golden girdle ; in her left hand she held the lamp and in her right was a sprig of the 24 Gottfried's Pilgrimage .
Pagina 43
... golden walls of his Father's city , and there were the waving trees of the Beau- tiful Land ! So rapt was he in the contem- plation of this glory , that he did not for a while observe that some one came running to join him . It was Rolf ...
... golden walls of his Father's city , and there were the waving trees of the Beau- tiful Land ! So rapt was he in the contem- plation of this glory , that he did not for a while observe that some one came running to join him . It was Rolf ...
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abide Allegory art Thou asked band of light beams Beautiful Land beside best Friend blessed boughs brow castle cheeks child clog clouds cried Dark King Deliverer desire dost thou Elder Enemy Enemy's entered eyes face faint fair faithful Father Father's House fearful feet flesh flowed forest forsaken fried gazed gloomy glories glorious gnashed golden walls Gott Gottfried groves hall hand happy heard heart hill hour journey laughter light listened looked merciful midst mistletoe murmur never once onward panion passed path peace pealed Pilgrim poor prisoners rest Rolf safe at home sang Satan Saviour scene seemed servant shadows shrubs side sight silent smile soon Sorrows soul sound storm stream strength sweet tears temptation thee thither Thou art thou hast thought thyself toil trees voice walked wandering watch waving weak weary whispered wilt wind wine wood words wound wretched
Populaire passages
Pagina 42 - Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Pagina 57 - For thee, O dear, dear Country, mine eyes their vigils keep ; For very love, beholding thy happy name, they weep. The mention of thy glory is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, and love, and life, and rest.
Pagina 1 - The athlete nearly fell ; Bare all he could endure, And bare not always well : But he may smile at troubles gone, Who sets the victor-garland on...
Pagina 3 - From darkness, here, and dreariness We ask not full repose, Only be Thou at hand, to bless Our trial hour of woes. Is not the pilgrim's toil o'erpaid By the clear rill and palmy shade ? And see we not, up Earth's dark glade, The gate of Heaven unclose ? THE EPIPHANY.
Pagina 2 - The lamb is in the fold, In perfect safety penned: The lion once had hold, And thought to make an end; But One came by with wounded side, And for the sheep the Shepherd died.
Pagina 20 - 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.
Pagina 11 - Well I know thy trouble, 0 My servant true ; Thou art very weary, — 1 was weary too : But that toil shall make thee, Some day, all Mine own : But the end of sorrow Shall be near My Throne.
Pagina 32 - BE Thou our Guardian and our Guide, And hear us when we call ; Let not our slippery footsteps slide, And hold us lest we fall. The world, the flesh and Satan dwell Around the path we tread...
Pagina 32 - Lord, keep watch within, And save our souls from wrong. Still let us ever watch and pray, And feel that we are frail ; That if the tempter cross our way, Yet he may not prevail.
Pagina 59 - Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil IF Thou art with me.