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" E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust to its narrow house beneath ! Soul to its place on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. "
The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One Volume - หน้า 65
โดย Mrs. Hemans - 1836 - 444 หน้า
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Evangelical Magazine and Missionary Chronicle, เล่มที่ 19

1841 - 712 หน้า
...bosom of thy God, Fair spirit, rest thee now : E'en while with us thy footsteps trode, His seal via on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house beneath : Soul,...seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die." 11 ON "THE LIVELY ORACLES.' A HOMILY FOR THE TIMES. Acta viii. 37. AM oracle denotes something delivered,...

The Christian's pocket magazine (and Anti-sceptic)., เล่มที่ 9

1823 - 622 หน้า
...by fervently praying for the Minister, TO THE MEMORY OF A DEAR SABBATH SCHOLAR. "Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair Spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while...narrow house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high 1 They who have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die 1" MRS. HEMANS. His love was for these...

The Children's friend [ed.] by W.C. Wilson [and others]., เล่มที่ 7

William Carus Wilson - 1830
...had so enlivened his dying moment " Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now Ev'n while with ours, thy footsteps trod, His seal was...seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die." May we not then, with the apostle, triumphantly exclaim : " O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where...

The Ladies' pocket magazine

1837 - 634 หน้า
...as the Dirge : — " Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while with us thy footsteps trod, His seal was on thy brow. ' , Dust to its narrow home beneath ? Soul to its peace on high ! They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear...

Poems ... Reprinted from the American Octavo Edition, เล่มที่ 1

Mrs. Hemans - 1827 - 312 หน้า
...in their brooding wrath, Silent, and face to face. VOICES HEARD WITHOUT, CHANTING. Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while...more may fear to die. ELMINA (to GONZALEZ). It is the death- hymn o'er thy daughter's bier ! — But I am calm, and e'en like gentle winds, That music, through...

The Sacred Lyre: Comprising Poems, Devotional, Moral and Preceptive ...

1828 - 398 หน้า
...all ! WOTTOX. DEATH OF A CHRISTIAN. CALM on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'er while with ours thy footsteps trod, His seal was on...have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. MRS. HEMANS. THE PLACE OF REST. THERE is an hour of peaceful rest To mourning wanderers given ; There...

The Poetical Melange

1828 - 814 หน้า
...Miss LE London. DEATH OF A CHRISTIAN. Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! Ere while with ours thy footsteps trod, His seal was on...have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. Mrs Hernans. OH ! BANQUET NOT. Oh ! banquet not in these shining bowers, Where youth resorts — but...

The Poetical Work of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: The siege of Valencia

Felicia Dorothea Browne Hemans, Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 230 หน้า
...in their brooding wrath. Silent, and face to face. VOICES HEARD WITHOUT, CHAKTIKUCalm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while...house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high ! They ihat have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. Elmina(to GONZALEZ). It is the death-hymn...

The siege of Valencia

Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 234 หน้า
...Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now! E'en while with ours thy footsteps trodj His seal was on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house...have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die. J'.tmina (to GONZALEZ). It is the death-hymn o'er ttiv daughter's bier ! — But I am calm, and e'en...

The Poetical Work of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: The siege of Valencia

Mrs. Hemans - 1828 - 228 หน้า
...me to live, my God ! — What pause is this ! VOICES Hi- .111)1 WITHODT, CHANTING. Calm on the bosom of thy God, Fair spirit ! rest thee now ! E'en while with ours thy footsteps Irod, His seal was on thy brow. Dust, to its narrow house beneath ! Soul, to its place on high ! They...




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