Songs of the heart: poems, Issue 538 |
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... night , In beams of beauty burst the living light . Then to the deaf their loving Master spoke : Their slumb'ring sense to heed that summons woke ; And on their ears the angels ' anthem broke . The thankful dumb regained their loosened ...
... night , In beams of beauty burst the living light . Then to the deaf their loving Master spoke : Their slumb'ring sense to heed that summons woke ; And on their ears the angels ' anthem broke . The thankful dumb regained their loosened ...
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... night . Meanwhile , as ever onward With joyful wing she flew , O'er wood , and field , and meadow Her magic glance she threw ; Till over all the landscape The bloom of youth appeared , And earth's ten thousand forests Their crown of ...
... night . Meanwhile , as ever onward With joyful wing she flew , O'er wood , and field , and meadow Her magic glance she threw ; Till over all the landscape The bloom of youth appeared , And earth's ten thousand forests Their crown of ...
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... night : Across their face spring showers and summer storms have passed ; They have rustled underneath the breeze , and rolled be- fore the blast . And now the sturdy reaper comes , at the call of harvest- time , And the ready grain is ...
... night : Across their face spring showers and summer storms have passed ; They have rustled underneath the breeze , and rolled be- fore the blast . And now the sturdy reaper comes , at the call of harvest- time , And the ready grain is ...
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... night . Soon the happy cry of " Harvest home " floats through the evening air , And a thousand cheerful voices tell of gladness every- where ; And , with overflowing gratitude for a gracious Father's love , While thus He pours His gifts ...
... night . Soon the happy cry of " Harvest home " floats through the evening air , And a thousand cheerful voices tell of gladness every- where ; And , with overflowing gratitude for a gracious Father's love , While thus He pours His gifts ...
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... night . The sunset glory waned away , And twilight gathered , drear and grey ; While all the clouds , that lately shone Like golden trappings of a throne , Now grimly lowered over all , Like folds of a funereal pall . Wrapt in a mist ...
... night . The sunset glory waned away , And twilight gathered , drear and grey ; While all the clouds , that lately shone Like golden trappings of a throne , Now grimly lowered over all , Like folds of a funereal pall . Wrapt in a mist ...
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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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