Silver PicturesH. Cowperthwait, 1856 - Всего страниц: 64 |
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adown aspect leaneth baby bird blessing bliss bonnie breast Breathe bright brighter brighter Day brow calm child Christ crown crystal sea curling darkness dawning DEUS MISEREATUR dimpled divine Doth Droop Dwelleth earth eyes face faileth fair flowers folded gentle glory Golden Apple Golden Bowl grace gracious grave grief hair hands hath heart heavenly holy Jesus kisses Lend your lovely light lips maiden marble mild mother's musing mute Nevermore night O'er o'ercome orbing pale palm Pant your precious pearls peerless Pleiad radiant rapture repose rest RESURGAM robes rosy Savior sculptured seraph seraphim serene shadow Shed sheen shining head SILVER PICTURES silver thrall skies sleep slumber smile soft softly song soothe sorrow soul spheres star starry stilly summer sunshine sweet Sweet and low swift tears Thou art Thou canst thrill throbs Throne trod veiled Violets blue VOICE FROM HEAVEN wail waking walked Warbling WHITE LILY wings zephyr
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Стр. 23 - SWEET and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps. Sleep and rest, sleep and rest, Father will come to thee soon; Rest, rest, on mother's breast, Father will come to thee soon; Father will come to his babe in the nest, 'S3 Silver sails all out of the west Under the silver moon: Sleep, my little one, sleep,...
Стр. 46 - Thy dead men shall live, together with my dead body shall they arise. Awake and sing, ye that dwell in dust, for thy dew is as the dew of herbs ,and the earth shall cast out the dead.
Стр. 58 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice...
Стр. 54 - Stretching round me everywhere ; Heard I not the grieving Rachels Pour their wailing on the air, Till a wilder miserere With a sharper-thrilling wail Stabbed the air with such an anguish That a listening world grew pale. Then I stripped away the sackcloth And the ashes from my head, Haply to discern this woe Refusing to be comforted. And behold ! the ruthless Archer Bent four times his fatal bow, And with each unblenching arrow, Was a " shining mark
Стр. 56 - Even as saith the holy Scripture Of the women in the field, — Four were left, and four were taken, With the mystic symbol sealed. How they went, I may not utter, What sharp way their footsteps trod, How the fiery chariot bore them Smiling martyrs back to God. But I know what weight of anguish Bowed that mother's heart and knee ; Needed she a
Стр. 13 - New lovo unutterable ever learning, Beseech HIM, in each unforeseen mutation, That thou mayst come with gentle ministration To me who am an heir of His salvation. And oh ! when I shall feel that I am dying, When to loved lips my own refuse replying, Through the dim darkness let me see thee flying, Mild, mighty Angel...
Стр. 55 - ... stripped away the sackcloth And the ashes from my head, Haply to discern this woe Refusing to be comforted. And behold ! the ruthless Archer Bent four times his fatal bow, And with each unblenching arrow, Was a " shining mark" laid low. O the undreamt, awful power Of the human heart for grief! O the strength that bows to breaking, Yet no breaking brings relief ! Proudly used that fond Cornelia To array her treasured pearls ; Three she counted for her Gracchi Flashing by five gentle girls. Rang...
Стр. 14 - ... wan eclipse Of this pale repose ! Slumber, aural shells ! Through your spiral cells Weaveth gales of heaven. Stilly, slender feet. Rest from rosy rhyme, With the ringing sweet Of her silver chime ! Holy smile of God, Spread thy glory mild Underneath the sod On this little child ! WREATH AND HARP. I OPED the welcome missive, And there fell upon the ground A Wreath without a fragrance And a Harp without a sound. Mute emblems full of meaning, What did ye teach to me ] What lesson did I gather From...
Стр. 56 - ... breaking brings relief ! Proudly used that fond Cornelia To array her treasured pearls ; Three she counted for her Gracchi Flashing by five gentle girls. Rang their mirth in grove and garden. Flew their feet through bower and hall, Their bright presence made the homestead One long scene of festival. When they walked the crowded city They made sunshine everywhere, From the palace, from the hovel, Blessings followed them like air. Some were small and some were stately. Each was fair and all were...
Стр. 16 - Discoursing wondrous music, Such as angels love to own. It was a lovely grouping, It was a holy band ; There were little fair-haired children With their mothers by the hand. There were youths of lofty stature, With angelic port and brow, Looking less on sainted maidens Than on the Saviour, now. There were heads which once were hoary In their pilgrimage below, But now the crowns of glory Shed gold upon the snow. One face smiled often on me As I watched it in the skies : I thought it was my father,...