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... sound : Or did my harp , now all unstrung , With dulcet notes abound ; Then would I strike a chord should chain The mind , and draw forth tears like rain , When I am in the ground ; But thou , should Heaven thy life prolong , May'st ...
... sound : Or did my harp , now all unstrung , With dulcet notes abound ; Then would I strike a chord should chain The mind , and draw forth tears like rain , When I am in the ground ; But thou , should Heaven thy life prolong , May'st ...
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... sound of thy thunder , And the Sun , in thy lightnings , grow languid and pale , And the Sea yields her dead , and the Tomb cleaves asunder , In the hour of thy terrors , let mercy prevail ! HEBER . Stanzas . I LOOK'D unto God in the ...
... sound of thy thunder , And the Sun , in thy lightnings , grow languid and pale , And the Sea yields her dead , and the Tomb cleaves asunder , In the hour of thy terrors , let mercy prevail ! HEBER . Stanzas . I LOOK'D unto God in the ...
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... sound , That man was doom'd to die ; Each on the other gaz'd in dread , Each hung his sad angelic head ; And silence filled the sky . Then , like the light , first - born above And launch'd o'er earth by holy Love , Stood forth th ' all ...
... sound , That man was doom'd to die ; Each on the other gaz'd in dread , Each hung his sad angelic head ; And silence filled the sky . Then , like the light , first - born above And launch'd o'er earth by holy Love , Stood forth th ' all ...
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... sounds at noon , Like lulling rain - drops , or the olive boughs , With their cool dimness , cross'd the sultry blue Of Syria's heaven , she paus'd , that he might rest : Yet from her own meek eye - lids chas'd the sleep That weigh'd ...
... sounds at noon , Like lulling rain - drops , or the olive boughs , With their cool dimness , cross'd the sultry blue Of Syria's heaven , she paus'd , that he might rest : Yet from her own meek eye - lids chas'd the sleep That weigh'd ...
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... sounds Of weeping and sad song .- " Alas ! " she cried- " 6 Alas , my boy ! thy gentle grasp is on me , The bright tears quiver in thy pleading eyes , And now fond thoughts arise , And silver chords again to earth have won me ; And like ...
... sounds Of weeping and sad song .- " Alas ! " she cried- " 6 Alas , my boy ! thy gentle grasp is on me , The bright tears quiver in thy pleading eyes , And now fond thoughts arise , And silver chords again to earth have won me ; And like ...
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admiring bands angels ANON aspen beam beauty behold beneath BERNARD BARTON birds bless blest bliss bosom breast breath bright brow child Christian clouds CONVICT SHIP CRUCIFIXION dark death dream dwell e'en earth earthly eternal fade fair fear fled flowers gloom glorious glory grave harp Hast thou hath heard heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour JAMES EDMESTONE Jehovah Jerusalem leaf leaves shall fall life's light lips live look'd Lord MARY HOWITT mercy mortal may know myrrh night nought o'er ODE TO DUTY pain pass'd peace pleasure praise prayer pride raptured repose rest rill round scene SECOND COMING shine sigh sing SISTER'S VOICE skies smile song sorrow soul sound spirit star sweet tears tempest thee thine Thou art thought throne thy victory tomb TOMB OF CYRUS tree truth Twas vanish'd wave weary weep wild winds wings youth
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Page 200 - 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, Living or dying, none were blest.
Page 57 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Page 90 - The task, in smoother walks to stray; But thee I now would serve more strictly, if I may. Through no disturbance of my soul, Or strong compunction in me wrought, I supplicate for thy control, But in the quietness of thought.
Page 58 - And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Page 163 - WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonish'd lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimson'd sands Return'd the fiery column's glow.
Page 111 - Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of Mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, since the Sinless has died.
Page 89 - STERN Daughter of the voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove...
Page 57 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 190 - Christ is born, the great Anointed, Heaven and earth his praises sing; O ! receive, whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5 Hasten, mortals, to adore Him, Learn his name and taste his joy; Till in heaven ye sing before Him, Glory be to God most high...
Page 232 - The changing spirit's rise and fall ; We know that these were felt by him, For these are felt by all. He suffer'd, — but his pangs are o'er ; Enjoy'd, — but his delights are fled ; Had friends, — his friends are now no more ; And foes, — his foes are dead.