Hill-side FlowersThe author, 1856 - 240 Seiten |
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... hand , And rest not day nor night ; And the feeble little ones must stand In the thickest of the fight . " " What is death , Father ? " " The rest , my child , When the strife and the toil are o'er , And the angel of God , who , calm ...
... hand , And rest not day nor night ; And the feeble little ones must stand In the thickest of the fight . " " What is death , Father ? " " The rest , my child , When the strife and the toil are o'er , And the angel of God , who , calm ...
Seite 40
... hand's breadth of the sky , Sat a child in age , -but weeping , With a face so small and thin , That it seem'd too scant a record To have eight years traced therein . O , grief looks most distorted When his hideous shadow lies On the ...
... hand's breadth of the sky , Sat a child in age , -but weeping , With a face so small and thin , That it seem'd too scant a record To have eight years traced therein . O , grief looks most distorted When his hideous shadow lies On the ...
Seite 55
... hand hath touch'd the string- ' Tis broken - as it breaks , the chord doth fling A deeply plaintive sound on empty space ; My lute is silent . - Friends , take up your lyre ; Let my soul pass from this world to a higher , Amid the ...
... hand hath touch'd the string- ' Tis broken - as it breaks , the chord doth fling A deeply plaintive sound on empty space ; My lute is silent . - Friends , take up your lyre ; Let my soul pass from this world to a higher , Amid the ...
Seite 61
... hand clasp'd in mine ! But list what those sweet voices say ! The better land ' s in sight , And by its chast'ning light , Gilding thy pathway in its even , 61 Will guide thy spirit safe within the gate of heaven ! The Cypress - Tree of ...
... hand clasp'd in mine ! But list what those sweet voices say ! The better land ' s in sight , And by its chast'ning light , Gilding thy pathway in its even , 61 Will guide thy spirit safe within the gate of heaven ! The Cypress - Tree of ...
Seite 87
... hand essay'd to weave For His meek brow the cruel crown of thorn : - O why should I have peace ? Why but for that unchanged , undying love , Which would not , could not cease , Until it made me heir of joys above . Yes ! but for ...
... hand essay'd to weave For His meek brow the cruel crown of thorn : - O why should I have peace ? Why but for that unchanged , undying love , Which would not , could not cease , Until it made me heir of joys above . Yes ! but for ...
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Seite 108 - The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story : The long light shakes across the lakes, And the •wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle ; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Seite 27 - I'd be Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven; All that thou sendest me, In mercy given; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee, Nearer to thee!
Seite 33 - I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Seite 211 - Some murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue. And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Seite 223 - Count each affliction, whether light or grave, God's messenger sent down to thee ; do thou With courtesy receive him ; rise and bow ; And, ere his shadow pass thy threshold, crave Permission first his heavenly feet to lave ; Then lay before him all thou hast ; allow No cloud of passion to usurp thy brow, Or mar thy hospitality ; no wave Of mortal tumult to obliterate The soul's marmoreal calmness : Grief should be Like joy, majestic, equable, sedate ; Confirming, cleansing, raising, making free ;...
Seite 155 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Seite 39 - WHAT are we set on earth for ? Say, to toil ; Nor seek to leave thy tending of the vines .For all the heat o' the day, till it declines, And Death's mild curfew shall from work assoil. God did anoint thee with His odorous oil, To wrestle, not to reign...
Seite 193 - When heaven is opening on my sightless eyes, When airs from paradise refresh my brow, The earth in darkness lies. In a purer clime, My being fills with rapture — waves of thought Roll in upon my spirit — strains sublime Break over me unsought. Give me now my lyre ! I feel the stirrings of a gift divine ; Within my bosom glows unearthly fire, Lit by no skill of mine.
Seite 26 - I'd be Nearer, my GOD, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! 3 There let the way appear Steps unto heaven, All that Thou sendest me In mercy given, Angels to beckon me Nearer, my GOD, to Thee, Nearer to Thee...
Seite 35 - Some high or humble enterprise of good Contemplate, till it shall possess thy mind, Become thy study, pastime, rest, and food, And kindle in thy heart a flame refined. Pray Heaven for firmness thy whole soul to bind To this thy purpose — to begin, pursue, With thoughts all fixed, and feelings purely kind ; Strength to complete, and with delight review, And grace to give the praise where all is ever due.