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... mortal work was not published until after their close . In daring sublimity of thought , unsullied purity of sentiment , and sustained dignity of expression , he stands unrivalled . We have given his description of the Creation , which ...
... mortal work was not published until after their close . In daring sublimity of thought , unsullied purity of sentiment , and sustained dignity of expression , he stands unrivalled . We have given his description of the Creation , which ...
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... mortal , acquaint thee 206 Adien to thee fair Rhine , a vain adieu 91 A fairer isle than Britain , never sun .. A florist a sweet little blossom espied 67 Again the Lord of life and light . ...... 160 Alas for Sicily ! rude fragments ...
... mortal , acquaint thee 206 Adien to thee fair Rhine , a vain adieu 91 A fairer isle than Britain , never sun .. A florist a sweet little blossom espied 67 Again the Lord of life and light . ...... 160 Alas for Sicily ! rude fragments ...
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... mind hath lost ...... 123 The dry leaves are falling ... The evening was glorious The glad birds are singing .... The glories of our mortal state 45 106 42 266 РАСЕ . 86 The gnarled oak by some fair streamlet's INDEX .
... mind hath lost ...... 123 The dry leaves are falling ... The evening was glorious The glad birds are singing .... The glories of our mortal state 45 106 42 266 РАСЕ . 86 The gnarled oak by some fair streamlet's INDEX .
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... and clay ? Fraile , mortal , fading , a mere puffe , a blast , That cannot last ; Enthroned to - day , to - morrow in an urne ; Form'd from that earth to which I must returne . I ask't myself , what this great God might be GOD. ...
... and clay ? Fraile , mortal , fading , a mere puffe , a blast , That cannot last ; Enthroned to - day , to - morrow in an urne ; Form'd from that earth to which I must returne . I ask't myself , what this great God might be GOD. ...
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... mortal being stand , Close to the realms where angels have their birth , Just on the boundaries of the spirit - land . The chain of being is complete in me ; In me is matter's last gradation lost , And the next step is spirit - Deity ...
... mortal being stand , Close to the realms where angels have their birth , Just on the boundaries of the spirit - land . The chain of being is complete in me ; In me is matter's last gradation lost , And the next step is spirit - Deity ...
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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...