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... breath and being : He is the Creator Both of the water , Earth , aire , and fire . Of all things that subsist , He hath the list ; Of all the heavenly host , or what earth claimes , He keeps the scrole , and calls them by their names ...
... breath and being : He is the Creator Both of the water , Earth , aire , and fire . Of all things that subsist , He hath the list ; Of all the heavenly host , or what earth claimes , He keeps the scrole , and calls them by their names ...
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... breath ! Thou the beginning with the end hast bound , And beautifully mingled life and death ! As sparks mount upwards from the fiery blaze , So suns are born , so worlds spring forth from Thee ; And as the spangles in the sunny rays ...
... breath ! Thou the beginning with the end hast bound , And beautifully mingled life and death ! As sparks mount upwards from the fiery blaze , So suns are born , so worlds spring forth from Thee ; And as the spangles in the sunny rays ...
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... If on the rosy wings of morn , I seek the distant western main ; There , O my God ! thou still art found , Thy pow'r upholds me , and thy arms sur- round . Thy essence fills this breathing frame , It glows in. GOD . 9.
... If on the rosy wings of morn , I seek the distant western main ; There , O my God ! thou still art found , Thy pow'r upholds me , and thy arms sur- round . Thy essence fills this breathing frame , It glows in. GOD . 9.
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Moral and sacred poetry Thomas Willcocks. Thy essence fills this breathing frame , It glows in ev'ry conscious part ; Lights up my soul with livelier flame , And feeds with life my beating heart ; Unfelt along my ... breathing frame, ...
Moral and sacred poetry Thomas Willcocks. Thy essence fills this breathing frame , It glows in ev'ry conscious part ; Lights up my soul with livelier flame , And feeds with life my beating heart ; Unfelt along my ... breathing frame, ...
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... breathing gale : The pledge of sins forgiv'n ; There faith , bright cherub , points the way To regions of eternal day And opens all her heav'n . Then , in redeeming love rejoice , My soul ! -and hear a Saviour's voice , That calls thee ...
... breathing gale : The pledge of sins forgiv'n ; There faith , bright cherub , points the way To regions of eternal day And opens all her heav'n . Then , in redeeming love rejoice , My soul ! -and hear a Saviour's voice , That calls thee ...
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angels ANON art thou beam beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss blood divine bloom breast breath bright charms clouds COWPER dark dead death deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth EDMESTON eternal fair fear flowers gale gaze Gethsemane gloom glorious glory golden grace grave hand HAREBELL harp hast hath hear heart heaven hope hosannas hour immortal Israel Jehovah Jesus King light living Lord mercy mighty morning mortal mountains muse nature's night o'er pale peace poison'd POLLOK praise pride quire rapture reign rill rise rose round scene seraphs shade shine sigh sight silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring staind Star of Bethlehem stars storm stream sublime sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thought thro throne tomb trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild winds wings
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Стр. 232 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Стр. 90 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.
Стр. 83 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory.
Стр. 182 - Lord, thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away.
Стр. 118 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Стр. 216 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Стр. 19 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Стр. 164 - Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. Plenteous...
Стр. 228 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.
Стр. 176 - Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...