The World's Best Poetry ...J. D. Morris, 1904 |
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... sweet beguiling melody , So sweet we know not we are listening to it , Thou , the mean while , wast blending with my thought , - Yea , with my life and life's own secret joy , — Till the dilating soul , enrapt , transfused , Into the ...
... sweet beguiling melody , So sweet we know not we are listening to it , Thou , the mean while , wast blending with my thought , - Yea , with my life and life's own secret joy , — Till the dilating soul , enrapt , transfused , Into the ...
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... sweet- And God was there ! I stood beside an infant's couch , When light had left its eye- I saw the mother's bitter tears , I heard her woful cry- I saw her kiss its fair pale face , And smooth its yellow hair ; And oh , I loved the ...
... sweet- And God was there ! I stood beside an infant's couch , When light had left its eye- I saw the mother's bitter tears , I heard her woful cry- I saw her kiss its fair pale face , And smooth its yellow hair ; And oh , I loved the ...
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... sweets refresh My drooping soul , and to new sweets invite me ; Her shrill - mouthed choir sustain me with their flesh , And with their polyphonian notes delight me : But what's the air , or all the sweets that she Can bless my soul ...
... sweets refresh My drooping soul , and to new sweets invite me ; Her shrill - mouthed choir sustain me with their flesh , And with their polyphonian notes delight me : But what's the air , or all the sweets that she Can bless my soul ...
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... I ? And having thee alone , what have I not ? I wish nor sea nor land ; nor would I be Possessed of heaven , heaven unpossessed of thee ! FRANCIS QUARLES . THE WILL OF GOD . I WORSHIP thee , sweet THE DIVINE ELEMENT . 35.
... I ? And having thee alone , what have I not ? I wish nor sea nor land ; nor would I be Possessed of heaven , heaven unpossessed of thee ! FRANCIS QUARLES . THE WILL OF GOD . I WORSHIP thee , sweet THE DIVINE ELEMENT . 35.
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... ways into soft . I love to kiss each print where thou Hast set thine unseen feet ; I cannot fear thee , blessèd will ! Thine empire is so sweet . When obstacles and trials seem Like prison walls to be 36 THE HIGHER LIFE .
... ways into soft . I love to kiss each print where thou Hast set thine unseen feet ; I cannot fear thee , blessèd will ! Thine empire is so sweet . When obstacles and trials seem Like prison walls to be 36 THE HIGHER LIFE .
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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
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Página 199 - Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dressed in living green : So, to the Jews, old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolled between.
Página 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...
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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 ?
Página 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.
Página 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!
Página 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!