 The word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims came, As they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with flame. God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor. Think ye I made...  Littell's Living Age - Стр. 3601863Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Pennsylvania Yearly Meeting of Progressive Friends (1853-1940) - 1891 - Страниц: 900
...loose from Great Britain, and a few colonies of farmers dared to stake their all upon a noble theory. "God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more;...my ear the morning brings The outrage of the poor. ***** My angel — his name is Freedom — Choose him to be your king; He shall cut pathways east and... | |
 | 1863 - Страниц: 844
...nervelessly down over the water. He had been arrested by a Higher Power. Monsieur C was dead. BOSTON HYMN. THE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims...the poor. Think ye I made this ball A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor ? My angel, — his name... | |
 | Henry Pitman - 1863 - Страниц: 780
...have of the power, wisdom, and goodness of the Creator. AMERICAN HYMN. RY RALPH WALDO EMERSOS. ^UE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims...kings, I suffer them no more ; Up to my ear the morning bring* The outrage of the poor. Think ye I made this hall A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - Страниц: 354
...our deep distress, And put us in mind of the shriven souls BOSTON HYMN. BY KALPH WALDO EMERSON. npHE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims...the poor. Think ye I made this ball A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor ? My angel, —his name... | |
 | Frank Moore - 1864 - Страниц: 364
...our deep distress, And put us in mind of the shriven souls And their mantles of righteousness ! npHE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims...the poor. Think ye I made this ball A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor ? My angel, — his name... | |
 | Richard Grant White - 1866 - Страниц: 368
...its foes expire, Native laud, my native land ! Harpers' Weekly. BOSTON HYMN.* BY RALPH WALDO EMERSON. THE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims...the poor. Think ye I made this ball A field of havoc and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor ? My angel, — his name... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1867 - Страниц: 226
...sun out of the skies Ere freedom out of man. BOSTON HYMN. . READ IN MUSIC HALL, JANUARY I, 1863. nnHE word of the Lord by night To the watching Pilgrims...they sat by the seaside, And filled their hearts with Same. i God said, I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more ; Up to my ear the morning brings The... | |
 | Society of the Army of the Tennessee - 1893 - Страниц: 638
...fighting was a government such as they needed and wanted, and for which they were hungering and thirsting. "God said: I am tired of kings, I suffer them no more; Up to my ear the morning brings The outrage oi" the poor." "I will have never a noble; No lineage counted great; Fishers and choppers and ploughmen.... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - Страниц: 968
...To the watching Pilgrims саше, As they sat by the seaside, And tilled their hearts with (lame. g by A shadow like an angel, with bright hair Dabbled...is come, — false, fleeting, perjured Clarence, and war, Where tyrants great and tyrants small Might harry the weak and poor ! My angel, — his name... | |
 | 1872 - Страниц: 710
...attempt, Whom God delights in, and in. whom he dwells. William Cowper. 13S9. FUEEDOJT, I)... or « of. cheerily, Enjoy them as they fly 1 W bat though Death at times steps in, And calls our best away 1 tlisir hearts with flame. To-day unbind the captive, So only are ye unbound ; Lift up a people from... | |
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