Specimens of sacred and serious poetry, from Chaucer to the present day; including Grahame's Sabbath [&c.] with biogr. notices and critical remarks, by J. JohnstoneJohn Johnstone 1827 |
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... breathing time of many a briefless wight , he retired with his fami- ly to a cottage at Kirkhill , on the classic banks of the Esk , and gave himself up to 39 " Calm contemplation and poetic ease . He has described the scenery of this ...
... breathing time of many a briefless wight , he retired with his fami- ly to a cottage at Kirkhill , on the classic banks of the Esk , and gave himself up to 39 " Calm contemplation and poetic ease . He has described the scenery of this ...
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... breathing the last sigh where the first breath was drawn , made him feel anxious once more to visit his native city ; or , not unlikely , he might have some vague hope that the days of his pilgrimage might yet for a little be lengthened ...
... breathing the last sigh where the first breath was drawn , made him feel anxious once more to visit his native city ; or , not unlikely , he might have some vague hope that the days of his pilgrimage might yet for a little be lengthened ...
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... breath is gone , We see it lying in its Saviour's breast , A heavenly flower , there fed with heavenly dew . Childlike in all that makes a child so dear To God and man , and ever consecrates Its cradle and its grave , my GRAHAME , wert ...
... breath is gone , We see it lying in its Saviour's breast , A heavenly flower , there fed with heavenly dew . Childlike in all that makes a child so dear To God and man , and ever consecrates Its cradle and its grave , my GRAHAME , wert ...
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... hill and dale , Of breathing in the silence of the woods , And blessing him who gave the Sabbath - day . Yes , my heart flutters with a freer throb , To think that now the townsman wanders forth Among the WRITINGS OF GRAHAME . 41.
... hill and dale , Of breathing in the silence of the woods , And blessing him who gave the Sabbath - day . Yes , my heart flutters with a freer throb , To think that now the townsman wanders forth Among the WRITINGS OF GRAHAME . 41.
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... breath might take its flight in midway air , - This pleases for a while ; but on the brink , Back from the topling edge his fancy shrinks In horror ; sleep at last his breast becalms , - He dreams ' tis done ; but starting wild awakes ...
... breath might take its flight in midway air , - This pleases for a while ; but on the brink , Back from the topling edge his fancy shrinks In horror ; sleep at last his breast becalms , - He dreams ' tis done ; but starting wild awakes ...
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ABRAHAM COWLEY ANDREW MARVEL angels beams beauty behold BEN JONSON blessed bliss born breast breath bright child clouds Cowper dark dead death deep delight didst died divine doth dread dust earth eternal eyes face fair faith father fear flowers FRANCIS QUARLES GILES FLETCHER give glory grave hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy honour humble hymns Isaac Walton King labour Lady light live looks Lord mercy MICHAEL DRAYTON Midian mind morning mother never night o'er pain peace PHINEAS FLETCHER poem poet poetry poor praise prayer rest rise ROBERT HENRYSOUN ROBERT HERRICK Sabbath sacred sacred poet Scotland shade shepherd shine sight sing skies smile song soul spirit spring sweet tears Tell thee thine thing THOMAS LODGE THOMAS PARNELL thou thought tomb truth unto Unwin verse voice wings youth
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Стр. 371 - 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 weave a charm for my relief, Shall steep me in Elysian reverie, A momentary dream, that thou art she.
Стр. 421 - Thy shores are empires, changed in all save thee — Assyria, Greece, Rome, Carthage, what are they? Thy waters wasted them while they were free, And many a tyrant since; their shores obey The stranger, slave or savage; their decay Has dried up realms to deserts — not so thou Unchangeable, save to thy wild waves
Стр. 482 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest.
Стр. 111 - Also the sons of the stranger, that join themselves to the Lord, to serve him, and to love the name of the Lord, to be his servants, every one that keepeth the sabbath from polluting it, and taketh hold of my covenant ; even them will I bring to my holy mountain, and make them joyful in my house of prayer...
Стр. 451 - That day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away, What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day? When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll, When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ! O, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be THOU the trembling sinner's stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away!
Стр. 335 - Hark, they whisper ; angels say, " Sister spirit, come away ! " What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my...
Стр. 82 - He saith unto him the third time, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me? Peter was grieved because he said unto him the third time, Lovest thou me? And he said unto him, Lord, thou knowest all things; thou knowest that I love thee.
Стр. 420 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean— roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain; Man marks the earth with ruin — his control Stops with the shore; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy...
Стр. 110 - And remember that thou wast a servant in the land of Egypt, and that the Lord thy God brought thee out thence through a mighty hand and by a stretched out arm: therefore the Lord thy God commanded thee to keep the sabbath day.
Стр. 303 - O, source of uncreated light, The Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring, To sanctify us while we sing.