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... and cheerful In thine early strife ? Art thou gazing round thee For the means to fly ? Have new terrors found thee , And the fear to die ? Strive with stout endeavour , Till the danger's past ! 20 SONGS OF THE HEART . III.
... and cheerful In thine early strife ? Art thou gazing round thee For the means to fly ? Have new terrors found thee , And the fear to die ? Strive with stout endeavour , Till the danger's past ! 20 SONGS OF THE HEART . III.
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... round the wat❜ry waste As The shades of evening gather far and wide , Herald of peace , thou fliest on with haste Across the trackless tide . Impelled by Him , whose might Calmed the fierce flood and bade the billows rest , Thou need ...
... round the wat❜ry waste As The shades of evening gather far and wide , Herald of peace , thou fliest on with haste Across the trackless tide . Impelled by Him , whose might Calmed the fierce flood and bade the billows rest , Thou need ...
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... Round about me roll , May some holy comfort On my pathway shine From the skies above me , Sweet and pure as thine ! And , when death's dark valley I at length shall tread , And its unknown terrors Thicken round my head , Then , through ...
... Round about me roll , May some holy comfort On my pathway shine From the skies above me , Sweet and pure as thine ! And , when death's dark valley I at length shall tread , And its unknown terrors Thicken round my head , Then , through ...
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... round him thrown , He sees , more welcome still , a little hand , That fondly , firmly clasps his own . Now thickening ills around him gather fast , And friends forsake and foes oppress , While , every joy by sorrow overcast , He ...
... round him thrown , He sees , more welcome still , a little hand , That fondly , firmly clasps his own . Now thickening ills around him gather fast , And friends forsake and foes oppress , While , every joy by sorrow overcast , He ...
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William Blake Atkinson. Neglected and untouched no more , No more stern silence round it clings ; Its voice sounds tuneful as of yore , And music swells its trembling strings . A THE STORM . BLINDING mist upon the whirlwind rides. SONGS OF ...
William Blake Atkinson. Neglected and untouched no more , No more stern silence round it clings ; Its voice sounds tuneful as of yore , And music swells its trembling strings . A THE STORM . BLINDING mist upon the whirlwind rides. SONGS OF ...
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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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