Lyrical gleanings from various authors, Volume 112T. Barbey, 1864 - 128 pages |
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... thoughts , with steady gaze he turned , Enticing scenes foreswore : hard work instead He courted , and the charms of pleasure spurned : And so an early grave by labour earned : Whilst at stern duty's call , the path he trod Lyrical ...
... thoughts , with steady gaze he turned , Enticing scenes foreswore : hard work instead He courted , and the charms of pleasure spurned : And so an early grave by labour earned : Whilst at stern duty's call , the path he trod Lyrical ...
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... thought ; The spirit that false counsels set at nought ; Each action charming by its native grace , And , Heaven's best gift , his mind , reflected in his face . What though no more that silvery voice we hear , 4 Lyrical Gleanings .
... thought ; The spirit that false counsels set at nought ; Each action charming by its native grace , And , Heaven's best gift , his mind , reflected in his face . What though no more that silvery voice we hear , 4 Lyrical Gleanings .
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... thought the troubled breast , And with the sweet repose that evening brings , Leading the heart to inward communings ... Thoughts of a land beyond the trackless plains Where one eternal blessed Sabbath reigns . But , though on high she ...
... thought the troubled breast , And with the sweet repose that evening brings , Leading the heart to inward communings ... Thoughts of a land beyond the trackless plains Where one eternal blessed Sabbath reigns . But , though on high she ...
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... couch beneath . And I have stood beside the pile , His monument , that tells to heaven The homage of earth's proudest isle , To that bard - peasant given ! Bid thy thoughts hover o'er that spot , Boy - Lyrical Gleanings . 15.
... couch beneath . And I have stood beside the pile , His monument , that tells to heaven The homage of earth's proudest isle , To that bard - peasant given ! Bid thy thoughts hover o'er that spot , Boy - Lyrical Gleanings . 15.
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Lyrical gleanings. Bid thy thoughts hover o'er that spot , Boy - minstrel , in thy dreaming hour ; And know , however ... Thought , word , that bids the warm tear start , Or the smile light up the cheek . And his , that music , to whose ...
Lyrical gleanings. Bid thy thoughts hover o'er that spot , Boy - minstrel , in thy dreaming hour ; And know , however ... Thought , word , that bids the warm tear start , Or the smile light up the cheek . And his , that music , to whose ...
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angels appear bear beautiful beneath bless breast breath bright bring brow child close cloud crown dark dead dear death deep divine doth e'en earth eternal face fair fall Father fear feeling fields flowers gaze glorious glory golden grave green grief grow hand hast hath hear heard heart Heaven hill hope hour land leaves light live look Lord lost mind morn mountain never night o'er once pain passed path peace plain praise prayer Prince proud Queen rest round scene shine sigh sing skies sleep smile song sorrow soul sound Speak spirit Spring stand sweet tear thee thine thou thought throne tree true voice watch waves weep wept wings worth young youth
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Page 41 - 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.
Page 42 - There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule.
Page 85 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire, Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre...
Page 62 - The Smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.
Page 43 - We will be patient, and assuage the feeling We may not wholly stay ; By silence sanctifying, not concealing, The grief that must have way THE BUILDERS.
Page 85 - Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear ; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood ; Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest ; Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood. Th...
Page 86 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind ; The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide, To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray ; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Page 98 - O'erflow thy courts : the Light himself shall shine Revealed, and God's eternal day be thine ! The seas shall waste, the skies in smoke decay, Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away ; But fixed his word, his saving power remains ; Thy realm for ever lasts, thy own MESSIAH reigns ! LADY CLARA VERE DK VERE _ Tennyson.
Page 86 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply, And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 83 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...