Songs of the heart: poems, Issue 538 |
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... bear him to his home again . They brought him back his trusty sword , The armour and the cross he wore , And bade him go to serve his Lord Upon the battle - field once more.― Awhile he hesitating stands , Frees from his sword each ...
... bear him to his home again . They brought him back his trusty sword , The armour and the cross he wore , And bade him go to serve his Lord Upon the battle - field once more.― Awhile he hesitating stands , Frees from his sword each ...
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... bear , For , though you cannot go with me , Your songs may enter there . " They sing that song of gladness - loud and clear , The hymns of heaven burst upon his ear . THE RETURN OF THE DOVE . ( Suggested by THE SONGS OF THE HEART . 23.
... bear , For , though you cannot go with me , Your songs may enter there . " They sing that song of gladness - loud and clear , The hymns of heaven burst upon his ear . THE RETURN OF THE DOVE . ( Suggested by THE SONGS OF THE HEART . 23.
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... bear , — I climbed a lofty hill , whose shade A spreading train around me made : The summit gained , the sunset bright Burst like a vision on my sight ; While , rich in varied wood and field , The lovely landscape lay revealed . I saw ...
... bear , — I climbed a lofty hill , whose shade A spreading train around me made : The summit gained , the sunset bright Burst like a vision on my sight ; While , rich in varied wood and field , The lovely landscape lay revealed . I saw ...
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... bears So sweet a grace as evening wears . And , like the Sabbath , which bestows Upon the week a soothing close , So to the day the evening brings Repose and comfort on its wings , And sheds on hearts by toil opprest The heaven - born ...
... bears So sweet a grace as evening wears . And , like the Sabbath , which bestows Upon the week a soothing close , So to the day the evening brings Repose and comfort on its wings , And sheds on hearts by toil opprest The heaven - born ...
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... Bear the scent of dew - besprinkled grass And the odour of flowers sweet . * The spot here referred to is Mongewell , near Wallingford , the seat of my kind patron , Mr. Geo . H. Brettle . I have watched the shades of twilight glide ...
... Bear the scent of dew - besprinkled grass And the odour of flowers sweet . * The spot here referred to is Mongewell , near Wallingford , the seat of my kind patron , Mr. Geo . H. Brettle . I have watched the shades of twilight glide ...
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Art thou bade beams beauty beneath blessed breast breath breath of heaven breeze bright brow cheer clouds crown cuckoo dark dear old home distant dreams drear ears England evermore eyes fades fainting fair fairest fast feet fell firmly clasps flowers fresh gather gentle gleam gloom glory golden green grief happy harvest heard heart heaven hill holy honour hopes hymns light little hand LONGFELLOW look LUDGATE HILL meadows meadows green merry Merry Christmas mighty morning naught ne'er night numbers o'er once onward path pathway peaceful playmates pleasant pow'r ranks of error rest rise roam Sabbath scene scent shadows sheaves shine sight sing song soothing sorrow soul sound spirit star storms strive summer sunbeams sweet tears tempest tender touch thee thine thou thoughts tide Tis a voice underneath violet Wallingford weary winds winter woods I wandered youth
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Page 24 - And he stayed yet other seven days; and again he sent forth the dove out of the ark; and the dove came in to him in the evening; and, lo, in her mouth was an olive leaf pluckt off: so Noah knew that the waters were abated from off the earth.
Page 84 - This England never did, (nor never shall,) Lie at the proud foot of a conqueror, But when it first did help to wound itself. Now these her princes are come home again, Come the three corners of the world in arms, And we shall shock them : Nought shall make us rue, If England to itself do rest but true.
Page 1 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart. As showers from the clouds of summer. Or tears from the eyelids start; Who, through long days of labor.
Page 47 - what music hast thou provided for thy saints in heaven, when thou affordest bad men such music on earth?" There appears to be a meaning in the sound beyond what reaches the ear ; it links itself with the aspects of nature, with the spirit of the hour, or blends with the sad reminiscence or the hopeful reverie, like its echo or response. There is, too, a metaphysical...
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Page 103 - On the occasion of the visit of the Prince and Princess of Wales...