Poems of Religious Sorrow, Comfort, Counsel, and AspirationHurd and Houghton, 1866 - 274 ˹éÒ |
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... keep : Thou canst not think , but thou wilt weep . " I said , " The years with change advance : If I make dark my countenance , I shut my life from happier chance . " Some turn this sickness yet might take , Even yet . " But he : " What ...
... keep : Thou canst not think , but thou wilt weep . " I said , " The years with change advance : If I make dark my countenance , I shut my life from happier chance . " Some turn this sickness yet might take , Even yet . " But he : " What ...
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... keep so sweet a thing alive " ? But I should turn mine ears and hear The moanings of the homeless sea , The sound of streams that , swift or slow , Draw down æonian hills , and sow The dust of continents to be : And Love would answer ...
... keep so sweet a thing alive " ? But I should turn mine ears and hear The moanings of the homeless sea , The sound of streams that , swift or slow , Draw down æonian hills , and sow The dust of continents to be : And Love would answer ...
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... Keep far from him ? he knows not what he can , What cannot bear . He , till the fire hath purged him , doth remain Mixed all with dross : To lack the loving discipline of pain Were endless loss . Yet when my Lord did ask me on what side ...
... Keep far from him ? he knows not what he can , What cannot bear . He , till the fire hath purged him , doth remain Mixed all with dross : To lack the loving discipline of pain Were endless loss . Yet when my Lord did ask me on what side ...
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... keep . When lo ! as day from night , As day from out the womb of night forlorn , So from that sorrow was that gladness born , Even in mine own despite . Yet was not that by this Excluded ; at the coming of that joy Fled not that grief ...
... keep . When lo ! as day from night , As day from out the womb of night forlorn , So from that sorrow was that gladness born , Even in mine own despite . Yet was not that by this Excluded ; at the coming of that joy Fled not that grief ...
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... keep unbroken The bond which nature gives , Thinking that our remembrance , though un- spoken , May reach her where she lives . Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild Resignation . In our embraces we ...
... keep unbroken The bond which nature gives , Thinking that our remembrance , though un- spoken , May reach her where she lives . Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild Resignation . In our embraces we ...
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abide Andrew Rykman's Prayer angels art thou beacon torch beautiful beneath blest bliss Border-Lands breath bright calm canopy of Love celestial cheer Christ Christmas Eve cloud dark days go dead dear death Dies Ira divine doth dream dual heart dust dwell earth eternal eyes fair fair music faith fear filled flowers Freue giveth his beloved glory God's gone Gott grace grief hath heart heaven heavenly hero's heart holy hope hope and fear hour life's light live Lord love thee MINISTRY OF LOVE Morgenlied Morning Hymn mortal Nature's never night o'er pain patience peace praise Resignation rest Ring shadow shalt shame shine sleep smile sorrow soul spirit stars strife strong sweet tears thine things thou art thou hast thou wilt thought thy hand toil trust truth unto Valediction via Lucis voice wake weary weep wild bells Wilt thou youth
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˹éÒ 132 - Mysterious Night! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And, lo! Creation widened in man's view.
˹éÒ 33 - So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night; An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.
˹éÒ 99 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
˹éÒ 51 - WILT thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before ? Wilt thou forgive that sin through which I run, And do run still, though still I do deplore ? When thou hast done, thou hast not done, For I have more.
˹éÒ 276 - RING out wild bells to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
˹éÒ 173 - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
˹éÒ 26 - Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly long'd for death. ' Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant; More life, and fuller, that I want.
˹éÒ 168 - Teach me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in any thing To do it as for Thee.
˹éÒ 43 - Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made.
˹éÒ 111 - And with them the Being Beauteous,' Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven.