Poems of Religious Sorrow, Comfort, Counsel, and AspirationHurd and Houghton, 1866 - 274 ˹éÒ |
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... once from dread of pain to die . " Sick art thou , - a divided will Still heaping on the fear of ill The fear of men , a coward still . " Do men love thee ? Art thou so bound To men , that how thy name may sound Will vex thee lying ...
... once from dread of pain to die . " Sick art thou , - a divided will Still heaping on the fear of ill The fear of men , a coward still . " Do men love thee ? Art thou so bound To men , that how thy name may sound Will vex thee lying ...
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... patience ere I die . " T were best at once to sink to peace ; Like birds the charming serpent draws , To drop head - foremost in the jaws Of vacant darkness , and to cease . Life shall Live Forever . YET if some voice that.
... patience ere I die . " T were best at once to sink to peace ; Like birds the charming serpent draws , To drop head - foremost in the jaws Of vacant darkness , and to cease . Life shall Live Forever . YET if some voice that.
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... once new ? I know not , let me do as others do .. And when the rest were overpast , I know not , I will do my duty , said the last . Thy duty do ? rejoined the voice , Ah do it , do it , and rejoice ; But shalt thou then , when all is ...
... once new ? I know not , let me do as others do .. And when the rest were overpast , I know not , I will do my duty , said the last . Thy duty do ? rejoined the voice , Ah do it , do it , and rejoice ; But shalt thou then , when all is ...
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... once proclaimed from age to age , Not sealed , a treasure for the proudly wise , But spread , a people's common heritage . In saint and prophet burnt with keener flame Than e'er illumed thy gracious soul's delight ; In children's words ...
... once proclaimed from age to age , Not sealed , a treasure for the proudly wise , But spread , a people's common heritage . In saint and prophet burnt with keener flame Than e'er illumed thy gracious soul's delight ; In children's words ...
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... once enjoyed in them Shall seem hereafter as a dream . All earthly comforts vanish thus ; So little hold of them have we , That we from them , or they from us , May in a moment ravished be . Yet we are neither just nor wise If present ...
... once enjoyed in them Shall seem hereafter as a dream . All earthly comforts vanish thus ; So little hold of them have we , That we from them , or they from us , May in a moment ravished be . Yet we are neither just nor wise If present ...
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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.