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... sweet hour of prime . Thou Sun , of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high noon hast gained , and when thou fall'st . Moon ...
... sweet hour of prime . Thou Sun , of this great world both eye and soul , Acknowledge him thy greater ; sound his praise In thy eternal course , both when thou climb'st , And when high noon hast gained , and when thou fall'st . Moon ...
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... Sweet voices in the woods , And reed - like echoes , that have long been mute ; Thou bringest back , to fill the solitudes , The lark's clear pipe , the cuckoo's viewless flute , Whose tone seems breathing mournfulness or glee , Even as ...
... Sweet voices in the woods , And reed - like echoes , that have long been mute ; Thou bringest back , to fill the solitudes , The lark's clear pipe , the cuckoo's viewless flute , Whose tone seems breathing mournfulness or glee , Even as ...
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... sweet to me , I will give them all back again . " He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes , He kissed their drooping leaves : It was for the Lord of Paradise , He bound them in his sheaves . " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay ...
... sweet to me , I will give them all back again . " He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes , He kissed their drooping leaves : It was for the Lord of Paradise , He bound them in his sheaves . " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay ...
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... sweet ruler of the tuneful harp ! The young , free - hearted west , is a weeper at thy grave . The hymns of the Pilgrim Fathers have found an echo in thy lofty strain ; and , from the storm - beaten rock where they landed , to the Gulf ...
... sweet ruler of the tuneful harp ! The young , free - hearted west , is a weeper at thy grave . The hymns of the Pilgrim Fathers have found an echo in thy lofty strain ; and , from the storm - beaten rock where they landed , to the Gulf ...
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... sweet thy life has been , So filling earth and air With odors and with loveliness , Till common scenes grew fair . Thy song around our daily path Flung beauty born of dreams , That shadows on the actual world The spirit's sunny gleams ...
... sweet thy life has been , So filling earth and air With odors and with loveliness , Till common scenes grew fair . Thy song around our daily path Flung beauty born of dreams , That shadows on the actual world The spirit's sunny gleams ...
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Page 171 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Page 108 - O come, let us sing unto the Lord ; let us make a joyful noise to the Rock of our salvation. Let us come before His presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto Him with Psalms.
Page 474 - After this I beheld, and, lo, a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands; and cried with a loud voice, saying, Salvation to our God which sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb.
Page 380 - And every tongue, through utter drought, Was withered at the root; We could not speak, no more than if We had been choked with soot. Ah! well-a-day! what evil looks Had I from old and young? Instead of the cross the Albatross About my neck was hung.
Page 123 - Which he hath sent propitious, some great good Presaging, since, with sorrow and heart's distress Wearied, I fell asleep: but now lead on; In me is no delay; with thee to go Is to stay here; without thee here to stay Is to go hence unwilling; thou to me Art all things under heaven, all places thou, Who for my wilful crime art banished hence.
Page 442 - The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods, and meadows brown and sere. Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread ; The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day. Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood In brighter light and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?
Page 244 - All things that love the sun are out of doors; The sky rejoices in the morning's birth ; The grass is bright with rain-drops; — on the moors The hare is running races in her mirth ; And with her feet she from the plashy earth Raises a mist, that, glittering in the sun, Runs with her all the way, wherever she doth run.
Page 448 - Martha saith unto him, I know that he shall rise again in the resurrection at the last day. Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection and the life : he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this ? She saith unto him, Yea, Lord : I believe that thou art the Christ the Son of God, which should come into the world.
Page 19 - And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom!
Page 31 - The sound must seem an echo to the sense : Soft is the strain when Zephyr gently blows, And the smooth stream in smoother numbers flows ; But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, The hoarse, rough verse should like the torrent roar : When Ajax strives some rock's vast weight to throw, The line too labours, and the words move slow ; Not so, when swift Camilla scours the plain, Flies o'er th' unbending corn, and skims along the main.