Thoughts on wheels. The climbing boy's soliloquies. Songs of Zion, being imitations of the Psalms. Narratives. Tributary poems. Miscellaneous poemsSorin & Ball, 1845 |
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... turn of the wheels for myself . On one occasion only , when the drawing was to be closed on an early day , and I had to send back to my principals the unsold shares in my hands , I retained two - eighths in expectation of having calls ...
... turn of the wheels for myself . On one occasion only , when the drawing was to be closed on an early day , and I had to send back to my principals the unsold shares in my hands , I retained two - eighths in expectation of having calls ...
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... turn to blood the moon ; Impieties so bold , so black , The stars to shun them would reel back ; And secret horrors , which the Sun Would put on sackcloth to see done . Thrice happy they , whose headlong souls , Where'er th ' enormous ...
... turn to blood the moon ; Impieties so bold , so black , The stars to shun them would reel back ; And secret horrors , which the Sun Would put on sackcloth to see done . Thrice happy they , whose headlong souls , Where'er th ' enormous ...
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... Turn'd the dark embers of his eyes , ( Where lately burn'd a fire divine , Where still it burn'd , but could not shine , ) And won by violence of prayer , ( Hope's dying accents in despair , ) Power to demolish , from its base , Dagon's ...
... Turn'd the dark embers of his eyes , ( Where lately burn'd a fire divine , Where still it burn'd , but could not shine , ) And won by violence of prayer , ( Hope's dying accents in despair , ) Power to demolish , from its base , Dagon's ...
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... turn'd , And kiss'd the stake at which he burn'd . But from the man of soul sublime , Who lived above the world of time , Fervent in faith , in conscience clear , Who knew to love , —but not to fear ; When every artifice of pain Was ...
... turn'd , And kiss'd the stake at which he burn'd . But from the man of soul sublime , Who lived above the world of time , Fervent in faith , in conscience clear , Who knew to love , —but not to fear ; When every artifice of pain Was ...
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... turn his torturing Wheel , Give me its utmost stretch to feel . NO . IV . THE STATE LOTTERY . ESCAPED from ancient battle - field , Though neither with nor on my shield : Escaped - how terrible the thought Even of escape ! -from ...
... turn his torturing Wheel , Give me its utmost stretch to feel . NO . IV . THE STATE LOTTERY . ESCAPED from ancient battle - field , Though neither with nor on my shield : Escaped - how terrible the thought Even of escape ! -from ...
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Стр. 75 - HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ; Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ; He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.
Стр. 421 - So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain. Knowing as I am known, How shall I love that word, And oft repeat before the throne,
Стр. 345 - I gave him all ; he blessed it, brake, And ate; but gave me part again; Mine was an angel's portion then; For, while I fed with eager haste, That crust was manna to my taste.
Стр. 235 - Once, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man — and who was he ? Mortal, howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee.
Стр. 235 - Alternate triumphed in his breast; His bliss and woe, a smile, a tear ! Oblivion hides the rest. The bounding pulse, the languid limb, The changing spirits' rise and fall, We know that these were felt by him, For these are felt by all.
Стр. 363 - THE bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade when all things rest : — In lark and nightingale we see What honor hath humility. 2 When Mary chose the better part, She meekly sat at Jesus...
Стр. 347 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Стр. 65 - Confesses he has none. 428. 7s. M. 6 1. The Soul panting for God. 1 As the hart, with eager looks, Panteth for the water-brooks, So my soul, athirst for thee, Pants the living God to see ; When, O when, with filial fear, Lord, shall I to thee draw near ? 2 Why art thou cast down, my soul ? God, thy God, shall make thee whole : Why art thou disquieted ? God shall lift thy fallen head, And his countenance benign Be the saving health of thine.
Стр. 342 - Thrice welcome, little English flower! My mother-country's white and red, In rose or lily, till this hour, Never to me such beauty spread: Transplanted from thine island-bed, A treasure in a grain of earth, Strange as a spirit from the dead, Thine embryo sprang to birth.
Стр. 76 - And love, joy, hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth : Before Him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go, And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow.