Try this search over all volumes: fair
Results 6-5 of 0
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
appears beauty beneath bring cause charge charms close course Cowper death delight divine dream earth ease eyes face fair faith fall fancy fear feel force give glory grace half hand happy head hear heart Heaven hope hour human kind land least leaves less letters light live Lord lost means mind Nature never night Note once peace perhaps pleasure poem poet poor praise prove received rest rise scene seek seems seen shine side sight skies smile song soon soul sound speak stand sweet task taste thee theme thine things thou thought thousand true truth turn verse virtue waste wind wisdom wish worth youth
Page 331 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute; From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Page 497 - So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb.
Page 431 - Affectionate, a mother lost so long. 1 will obey, not willingly alone, But gladly, as the precept were her own : And, while that face renews my filial grief, Fancy shall wave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Page 379 - JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, A trainband captain eke was he Of famous London town. John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we No holiday have seen. To-morrow is our wedding-day, And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton All in a chaise and pair. My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Page 487 - The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat : His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set.
Page 483 - FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee.
Page 486 - E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die.
Page 486 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins, And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there have I, as vile as he, Washed all my sins away.