Songs of the heart: poems, Issue 538 |
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... beneath them bled ; His comrades , with new hearts inspired , Followed the way his helmet led . But vain the valour of his arm , And vain his name of high renown , To shield him from impending harm , Or break the ranks of error down ...
... beneath them bled ; His comrades , with new hearts inspired , Followed the way his helmet led . But vain the valour of his arm , And vain his name of high renown , To shield him from impending harm , Or break the ranks of error down ...
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... beneath each gentle word . And far and wide around they spread The news the captive Christian bore , And all the mighty truths he said Were oft repeated o'er and o'er . Then from his tortured hands and feet They loosed each SONGS OF THE ...
... beneath each gentle word . And far and wide around they spread The news the captive Christian bore , And all the mighty truths he said Were oft repeated o'er and o'er . Then from his tortured hands and feet They loosed each SONGS OF THE ...
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... beneath its porch , And sat beside me there . Thus , thoughts of childhood's innocence And dreams of early love Have underneath that roof appeared As blessings from above ; While often on the day of rest , The sweetest of the seven ...
... beneath its porch , And sat beside me there . Thus , thoughts of childhood's innocence And dreams of early love Have underneath that roof appeared As blessings from above ; While often on the day of rest , The sweetest of the seven ...
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... The foot - falls of the strain , And out into the churchyard steal , Amid the flowers that wave Beneath the gentle evening breeze Upon my grass - grown grave . C TH SPRING . HE Spring went forth in triumph To SONGS OF THE HEART . 33.
... The foot - falls of the strain , And out into the churchyard steal , Amid the flowers that wave Beneath the gentle evening breeze Upon my grass - grown grave . C TH SPRING . HE Spring went forth in triumph To SONGS OF THE HEART . 33.
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... Beneath her fairy flight , To clothe the woods with verdure , To deck their barren bow'rs , And over hill and valley To cast her wreath of flow'rs . The skies were bright above her ; The earth , where'er she went , To hail her joyful ...
... Beneath her fairy flight , To clothe the woods with verdure , To deck their barren bow'rs , And over hill and valley To cast her wreath of flow'rs . The skies were bright above her ; The earth , where'er she went , To hail her joyful ...
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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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