Life-lights of song, ed. by D. Page, Том 3;Том 571864 |
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... night is come , but not too soon , THERE'S AYE SOMETHING BETTER BEFORE US . In the battle o ' life when new troubles oppress , THE HAMLET . The hinds how blest , who ne'er beguiled , WHOM CALL WE GAY ? PAGE 47 • 50 52 54 Whom call we ...
... night is come , but not too soon , THERE'S AYE SOMETHING BETTER BEFORE US . In the battle o ' life when new troubles oppress , THE HAMLET . The hinds how blest , who ne'er beguiled , WHOM CALL WE GAY ? PAGE 47 • 50 52 54 Whom call we ...
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... night - shed tears of earth she dries ! The Lord wants reapers ; oh mount up Before night comes , and says , " Too late ! " Stay not for taking scrip or cup , The Master hungers while ye wait ; ' Tis from these heights alone your eyes ...
... night - shed tears of earth she dries ! The Lord wants reapers ; oh mount up Before night comes , and says , " Too late ! " Stay not for taking scrip or cup , The Master hungers while ye wait ; ' Tis from these heights alone your eyes ...
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... night , You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge , With measured beat and slow , Like a sexton ringing the village bell , When the evening sun is low . And children coming home from school Look in at the ...
... night , You can hear his bellows blow ; You can hear him swing his heavy sledge , With measured beat and slow , Like a sexton ringing the village bell , When the evening sun is low . And children coming home from school Look in at the ...
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... night's repose . Thanks , thanks to thee , my worthy friend For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! -American ...
... night's repose . Thanks , thanks to thee , my worthy friend For the lesson thou hast taught ! Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought ; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought ! -American ...
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... Night , for the dreams of sleep , the voice of prayer- But all for thee , thou mightiest of the earth ! The banquet hath its hour- Its feverish hour , of mirth , and song , and wine ; There comes a day for grief's o'erwhelming power , A ...
... Night , for the dreams of sleep , the voice of prayer- But all for thee , thou mightiest of the earth ! The banquet hath its hour- Its feverish hour , of mirth , and song , and wine ; There comes a day for grief's o'erwhelming power , A ...
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ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER American Arouse thee aye something better beauty beneath bird bless blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow calm cheer cloud crown dark darkest hour death despair doth dreams earth ELIZA COOK fair fate Father William fear flowers frae glory glow golden grief hand happiness hath heart heaven holy hope humble idle JAMES BALLANTINE JOHN CRITCHLEY KATHARINE PHILIPS labour life's light live Look mair that ye mair will ye man's mind morning N. P. WILLIS ne'er Never yield night o'er pain peace Ploughshare red planet Mars rest rich RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ROBERT POLLOK ROBERT SOUTHEY round shade shadows shine sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spin spinnin star Strike tears There's aye thine things THOMAS PARNELL thou art thou hast thought to-day To-morrow toil voice weary weep WILLIAM COWPER wise youth
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Стр. 222 - All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom.
Стр. 185 - All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages. At first the infant, Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Стр. 220 - To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language ; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Стр. 95 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace : » Referring to the obsequies for the dead.
Стр. 223 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Стр. 3 - There are who ask not if thine eye Be on them; who, in love and truth, Where no misgiving is, rely Upon the genial sense of youth : Glad hearts ! without reproach or blot Who do thy work, and know it not: Oh ! if through confidence misplaced They fail, thy saving arms, dread Power!
Стр. 288 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
Стр. 222 - Will share thy destiny. The gay will laugh When thou art gone, the solemn brood of care Plod on, and each one as before will chase His favorite phantom; yet all these shall leave Their mirth and their employments, and shall come And make their bed with thee.
Стр. 201 - Who take the ruffian billows by the top, Curling their monstrous heads, and hanging them With deafning clamours in the slippery clouds, That, with the hurly," death itself awakes ? Can'st thou, O partial sleep ! give thy repose To the wet sea-boy in an hour so rude ; And in the calmest and most stillest night, With all appliances and means to boot, Deny it to a king? Then, happy low, lie down ! Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
Стр. 221 - When thoughts Of the last bitter hour come like a blight Over thy spirit, and sad images Of the stern agony, and shroud, and pall, And breathless darkness, and the narrow house...