The Poetical Works of Hemans, Heber, and PollokJ. Grigg, 1833 - 470 pages |
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... hast taught us , Lord ! to pray For daily bread from day to day ! And oh , when through the wilds we roam That part us from our heavenly home ; When , lost in danger , want , and wo , Our faithless tears begin to flow ; Do thou thy ...
... hast taught us , Lord ! to pray For daily bread from day to day ! And oh , when through the wilds we roam That part us from our heavenly home ; When , lost in danger , want , and wo , Our faithless tears begin to flow ; Do thou thy ...
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... hast trod before ! ' Twas hard from those I loved to go , Who knelt around my bed , Whose tears bedewed my burning brow , Whose arms upheld my head ! As fading from my dizzy view , I sought their forms in vain , The bitterness of death ...
... hast trod before ! ' Twas hard from those I loved to go , Who knelt around my bed , Whose tears bedewed my burning brow , Whose arms upheld my head ! As fading from my dizzy view , I sought their forms in vain , The bitterness of death ...
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... hast deigned to love Of Ida's holy cave ! On softest Lydian notes to thee I tune the choral prayer , That this thy town , the brave , the free , The strong in virtuous energy , May feel thine endless care.— And , victor thou , whose ...
... hast deigned to love Of Ida's holy cave ! On softest Lydian notes to thee I tune the choral prayer , That this thy town , the brave , the free , The strong in virtuous energy , May feel thine endless care.— And , victor thou , whose ...
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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 combined ...
... 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 combined ...
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... hast seen hell . The wicked there lament : And why ? for love and mercy twice despised . The husbandman , who sluggishly forgot In spring to plough and sow , could censure none , Though winter clamoured round his empty barns , But he ...
... hast seen hell . The wicked there lament : And why ? for love and mercy twice despised . The husbandman , who sluggishly forgot In spring to plough and sow , could censure none , Though winter clamoured round his empty barns , But he ...
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Page 280 - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
Page 11 - 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 271 - O'er each fair sleeping brow ; She had each folded flower in sight, — Where are those dreamers now ? One, 'midst the forests of the West, By a dark stream is laid, — The Indian knows his place of rest, Far in the cedar shade.
Page 11 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! <#irst Sunbag after %ip|rang.— No.
Page 11 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Page 280 - Say, Father, say, If yet my task is done!" He knew not that the chieftain lay Unconscious of his son. "Speak, Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!
Page 2 - And I saw no temple therein: for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Page 10 - 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 21 - Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; The Saviour has passed through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom.
Page 264 - There was woman's fearless eye, Lit by her deep love's truth; There was manhood's brow serenely high, And the fiery heart of youth.