The World's Best Poetry ...J. D. Morris, 1904 |
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Pagina 6
... bear me to silence and sleep With the dirge , and the sounds of lamenting , and voices of women who weep . SIR ALFRED COMYNS LYALL . BRAHMA . Ir the red slayer think he slays , Or if the slain think he is slain , They know not well the ...
... bear me to silence and sleep With the dirge , and the sounds of lamenting , and voices of women who weep . SIR ALFRED COMYNS LYALL . BRAHMA . Ir the red slayer think he slays , Or if the slain think he is slain , They know not well the ...
Pagina 9
... bear me to silence and sleep With the dirge , and the sounds of lamenting , and voices of women who weep . SIR ALFRED COMYNS LYALL . BRAHMA . IF the red slayer think he slays , Or if the slain think he is slain , They know not well the ...
... bear me to silence and sleep With the dirge , and the sounds of lamenting , and voices of women who weep . SIR ALFRED COMYNS LYALL . BRAHMA . IF the red slayer think he slays , Or if the slain think he is slain , They know not well the ...
Pagina 21
... bear him company . Go , wiser thou ! and in thy scale of sense , Weigh thy opinion against Providence : Call imperfection what thou fancy'st such , - Say , here he gives too little , there too much ; Destroy all creatures for thy sport ...
... bear him company . Go , wiser thou ! and in thy scale of sense , Weigh thy opinion against Providence : Call imperfection what thou fancy'st such , - Say , here he gives too little , there too much ; Destroy all creatures for thy sport ...
Pagina 22
... bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Power , Or in the natal or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance , direction which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony not understood ; All partial evil ...
... bear ; Safe in the hand of one disposing Power , Or in the natal or the mortal hour . All nature is but art unknown to thee ; All chance , direction which thou canst not see ; All discord , harmony not understood ; All partial evil ...
Pagina 47
... bear an untried pain , The bruised reed He will not break , But strengthen and sustain . No offering of my own I have , Nor works my faith to prove ; I can but give the gifts He gave , And plead His love for love . And so beside the ...
... bear an untried pain , The bruised reed He will not break , But strengthen and sustain . No offering of my own I have , Nor works my faith to prove ; I can but give the gifts He gave , And plead His love for love . And so beside the ...
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angels art thou beauty behold bless blessèd blest bliss breath bright Caliph canst chimes Christ clouds creed dark dear death deed deep divine dost doth dream dwell earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes face faith Father fear feel feet flame flowers forever FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER gate give glory God's grace hand hath hear heart heaven HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW holy hope hour hymns immortal ISAAC WATTS JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER JOHN MASON NEALE King land life's light live lonely look morning never night o'er pain passing peace photogravure PIPPA PASSES pitiful poetry Praise ye pray prayer rest saints shadows shine silent sing Sir Launfal sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou hast thought throne truth unto voice WASHINGTON GLADDEN weary WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS winds wings wonders words ye the Lord
Populaire passages
Pagina 199 - Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green : So, to the Jews, old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Pagina xxxv - Lo, the poor Indian! Whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears Him in the wind; His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk, or milky way...
Pagina xxxv - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same, Great in the earth as in the ethereal frame, Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows...
Pagina xxxv - Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die ; And thou hast made him: thou art just.
Pagina 123 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Pagina 185 - THERE was a time when meadow, grove, and stream. The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Pagina 166 - WHEN I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide, ' Doth God exact day-labor, light denied ?
Pagina 203 - A better country, that is, an heavenly." TITOR 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 107 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Pagina 191 - Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song! And let the young Lambs bound As to the tabor's sound! We in thought will join your throng, Ye that pipe and ye that play. Ye that through your hearts to-day Feel the gladness of the May!