Poemata Latine partim reddita, partim scriptaTalboys et Wheeler, 1826 - 296 oldal |
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xiv. oldal
... night piece , drawn by an artless hand ; and when that hand shall be mouldering in dust , to peruse the picture , and then be assured that though it be artless — ' tis true . It must be the frequent perusal of gravestones and monuments ...
... night piece , drawn by an artless hand ; and when that hand shall be mouldering in dust , to peruse the picture , and then be assured that though it be artless — ' tis true . It must be the frequent perusal of gravestones and monuments ...
xx. oldal
... night cometh on , so assist me with his grace in working out my salvation , that neither the desire of life , nor the dread of death , may withdraw my thoughts from him ! but that , in this my day , I may consider the things which make ...
... night cometh on , so assist me with his grace in working out my salvation , that neither the desire of life , nor the dread of death , may withdraw my thoughts from him ! but that , in this my day , I may consider the things which make ...
6. oldal
... night . Ye twinkling stars of light , your praises show , ' Tis he that does your names and numbers know , Alike inscrutable to all below . Each star that does to man its beams dispense , Praise him , as if inspir'd by some intelligence ...
... night . Ye twinkling stars of light , your praises show , ' Tis he that does your names and numbers know , Alike inscrutable to all below . Each star that does to man its beams dispense , Praise him , as if inspir'd by some intelligence ...
11. oldal
... nights silver'd with glimmering rays ; Exempt from every work , but that of praise . Whose piercing eye does equal ... night , Majestic darkness , and alluring light . Ye clouds , with sulphur charg'd , his praise resound SONG OF THE ...
... nights silver'd with glimmering rays ; Exempt from every work , but that of praise . Whose piercing eye does equal ... night , Majestic darkness , and alluring light . Ye clouds , with sulphur charg'd , his praise resound SONG OF THE ...
14. oldal
... night , Who with a longer sun did Joshua's faith requite . Ye priests of God , let praise like incense rise , Though Corah's sons your order may despise , And wish the priest himself a sacrifice . Praise him for others too , and thus ...
... night , Who with a longer sun did Joshua's faith requite . Ye priests of God , let praise like incense rise , Though Corah's sons your order may despise , And wish the priest himself a sacrifice . Praise him for others too , and thus ...
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20. oldal - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
28. oldal - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
16. oldal - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
76. oldal - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.
19. oldal - When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm unseen conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
24. oldal - O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker, face to face ; O, how shall I appear . 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O, how shall I appear...
23. oldal - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.
19. oldal - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart That tastes those gifts with joy.
84. oldal - In early youth I die : Was I to blame, because his bride Was thrice as rich as I ? "Ah, Colin ! give not her thy vows, Vows due to me alone : Nor thou, fond maid, receive his kiss, Nor think him all thy own.