The Microcosm, and other poemsD. Appleton and Company, 1881 - 348 หน้า |
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... Creates a life beneath the ribs of death . Theopneusty . O via sacra , O thrice blessed door , Once hallowed with Thy presence , hallow , Lord ! once more . Inbreathe Thyself , my Maker ! fill each cell Of THE MICROCOSM . 59.
... Creates a life beneath the ribs of death . Theopneusty . O via sacra , O thrice blessed door , Once hallowed with Thy presence , hallow , Lord ! once more . Inbreathe Thyself , my Maker ! fill each cell Of THE MICROCOSM . 59.
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... bless and let the work proceed , Each faithful function equal to the need ; Teach the strict Lacteals , duly this to guide Into the narrow way from out the wide , Where freed from feculence all white and clean , And trained , through ...
... bless and let the work proceed , Each faithful function equal to the need ; Teach the strict Lacteals , duly this to guide Into the narrow way from out the wide , Where freed from feculence all white and clean , And trained , through ...
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... blessed sky Thou send'st the genial rain , And thirsty vales and hill - tops dry Revive and laugh again . [ 14 ] Thy breath is in the fields , Thy power beneath the sod , Each mead and cornfield tribute yields And owns the present God ...
... blessed sky Thou send'st the genial rain , And thirsty vales and hill - tops dry Revive and laugh again . [ 14 ] Thy breath is in the fields , Thy power beneath the sod , Each mead and cornfield tribute yields And owns the present God ...
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... Bless thou the Lord , O my soul .. Praise ye the Lord . My soul , bless Thou the Lord ! Glad hallelujahs COSMOS . 91.
... Bless thou the Lord , O my soul .. Praise ye the Lord . My soul , bless Thou the Lord ! Glad hallelujahs COSMOS . 91.
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Abraham Coles. My soul , bless Thou the Lord ! Glad hallelujahs sing ! Let rapturous praise be ever poured From an exhaustless spring ! PSALM CIV . SECOND VERSION . O LORD my God ! Thou art , Of all that is , the soul , The mystery of ...
Abraham Coles. My soul , bless Thou the Lord ! Glad hallelujahs sing ! Let rapturous praise be ever poured From an exhaustless spring ! PSALM CIV . SECOND VERSION . O LORD my God ! Thou art , Of all that is , the soul , The mystery of ...
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age doth last age to age ANDREA APPIANI Ary Scheffer awful beauty beneath blessed blind bliss blood brain breast breath Cerebellum cerebrum Christ Coles dark dead dear death deep Dies Ira divine dost dread dumb dust earth eternal evermore everywhere eyes Faith fear feet filled forever gates gates of morn give glad glory God's Godhead grace grief hand happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly hell human HYMN immortal infinite Jesus land light live Lord mercy standeth fast Microcosm mighty morn mountains Muse mystery naught ne'er never Newark night o'er once organs POEMS praise prayer rapture Robert Lowell sense shine sighing sing skies sleep song soul spinal cord spirit Stabat Mater stars sweet tears Thee Thine things Thou thought thunder trembling truth Valentin Haüy voice wings wonder wondrous words
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หน้า 13 - My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
หน้า 282 - Und wollt uns gar verschlingen, So fürchten wir uns nicht so sehr, Es soll uns doch gelingen.
หน้า v - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectared sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
หน้า 282 - Er heisst Jesus Christ, Der Herr Zebaoth, Und ist kein andrer Gott, Das Feld muss er behalten. Und wenn die Welt voll Teufel war' Und wollt' uns gar verschlingen, So fürchten wir uns nicht so sehr.
หน้า vi - THE OLD FAMILIAR FACES. I HAVE had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school-days, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces. I have been laughing, I have been carousing, Drinking late, sitting late, with my bosom cronies, All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
หน้า xii - In explaining these things," he says, " I esteem myself as composing a solemn hymn to the Author of our bodily frame ; and in this, I think there is more true piety than in sacrificing to Him hecatombs of oxen or burnt...
หน้า 280 - Ein' feste Burg ist unser Gott, Ein' gute Wehr und Waffen, Er hilft uns frei aus aller Not, Die uns jetzt hat betroffen. Der alt' böse Feind Mit Ernst er's jetzt meint; Groß' Macht und viel List Sein' grausam Rüstung ist, Auf Erd
หน้า xii - Since God collected and resumed in man The firmaments, the strata, and the lights, Fish, fowl, and beast, and insect, — all their trains Of various life caught back upon His arm, Reorganized, and constituted MAN, The microcosm, the adding up of works...
หน้า 280 - by proofs of Scripture, or else by plain just arguments: I cannot recant otherwise. For it is neither safe nor prudent to do aught against conscience. Here stand I ; I can do no other: God assist me!
หน้า 73 - The calm and toilsome labor of man, from the rising of the sun to the setting of the same, when his daily work is done, is here contrasted with the moving life of the elements of nature. This contrast...