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... hast bowed ! In those bright regions of the rising sun , Where Victory ne'er a crown like thine hath won . Praise , for yet one more name , with power en- dowed , To cheer and guide us onward as we press , Yet one more image on the ...
... hast bowed ! In those bright regions of the rising sun , Where Victory ne'er a crown like thine hath won . Praise , for yet one more name , with power en- dowed , To cheer and guide us onward as we press , Yet one more image on the ...
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... hast thou scorned , ' mid pomp , and wealth , and power , The sober transports of a studious hour ? — No , statesman , no ! -thy patriot fire was fed From the warm embers of the mighty dead ; And thy strong spirit's patient grasp ...
... hast thou scorned , ' mid pomp , and wealth , and power , The sober transports of a studious hour ? — No , statesman , no ! -thy patriot fire was fed From the warm embers of the mighty dead ; And thy strong spirit's patient grasp ...
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... seaman , mourn not thou The fate these artless lines recall ; No , Cambrian , no , be thine the vow , Like him to live , like him to fall . But hast thou known a father's care , Who sorrowing Epitaph on a young Naval Officer.
... seaman , mourn not thou The fate these artless lines recall ; No , Cambrian , no , be thine the vow , Like him to live , like him to fall . But hast thou known a father's care , Who sorrowing Epitaph on a young Naval Officer.
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... Hast mourned a hero brother dead , And did that brother love thee well ? Then pity those whose sorrows flow In vain o'er Shipley's empty grave ; — Sailor , thou weep'st - Indulge thy wo ; Such tears will not disgrace the brave . AN ...
... Hast mourned a hero brother dead , And did that brother love thee well ? Then pity those whose sorrows flow In vain o'er Shipley's empty grave ; — Sailor , thou weep'st - Indulge thy wo ; Such tears will not disgrace the brave . AN ...
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... hast given , For rest the night , May thine angel guards defend us , Slumber sweet thy mercy send us , Holy dreams and hopes attend us , This livelong night . ΤΟ LIEUTENANT GENERAL ROWLAND HILL , K. B. SIR HILL Vespers.
... hast given , For rest the night , May thine angel guards defend us , Slumber sweet thy mercy send us , Holy dreams and hopes attend us , This livelong night . ΤΟ LIEUTENANT GENERAL ROWLAND HILL , K. B. SIR HILL Vespers.
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Page 88 - The martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave, Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save: Like Him, with pardon on his tongue In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train?
Page 139 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Page 95 - BY cool Siloam's shady rill, How sweet the lily grows ! How sweet the breath beneath the hill Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo ! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod ; Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God...
Page 68 - When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side.
Page 112 - Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see, Only thou art holy, there is none beside thee,. Perfect in power, in love, and...
Page 143 - BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead, Above us is the heaven. 2 Their names are graven on the stone, Their bones are in the clay ; And ere another day is done, Ourselves may be as they.
Page 81 - Hosanna, Lord, thine angels cry; Hosanna, Lord, thy saints reply ; Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound ; Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest.
Page 82 - But chiefest in our cleansed breast, Eternal bid Thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest!
Page 142 - BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom th.e words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead ; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed ; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Page 93 - Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine, Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?