The Holly and Mistletoe: Beautiful Bouquets, Culled from the Poets of All Countries, 1. könyvFrederick Warne and Company, 1869 - 152 oldal |
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... , still Was ever present to Thy view ; O how couldst Thou , foreseeing it , For us that painful course pursue ? Gems of Sacred Poetry . The Holly and Mistletoe . II IN THE SILENT MIDNIGHT ΙΟ The Holly and Mistletoe . Gems of Sacred Poetry.
... , still Was ever present to Thy view ; O how couldst Thou , foreseeing it , For us that painful course pursue ? Gems of Sacred Poetry . The Holly and Mistletoe . II IN THE SILENT MIDNIGHT ΙΟ The Holly and Mistletoe . Gems of Sacred Poetry.
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... pain . Bend o'er us now , as over them , And set our sleep - bound spirits free , Nor leave us slumbering on the watch Our souls should keep with Thee ! J. E. WHITTIER . HUMAN LIFE . " In the morning it flourisheth and Awake Human Life ...
... pain . Bend o'er us now , as over them , And set our sleep - bound spirits free , Nor leave us slumbering on the watch Our souls should keep with Thee ! J. E. WHITTIER . HUMAN LIFE . " In the morning it flourisheth and Awake Human Life ...
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... pain ; Let me rest . But lay me low , Where the hedgeside roses blow ; Where the little daisies grow , When the winds a - maying go ; Where the footpath rustics plod ; Where the breeze - bow'd poplars nod ; Where the old woods worship ...
... pain ; Let me rest . But lay me low , Where the hedgeside roses blow ; Where the little daisies grow , When the winds a - maying go ; Where the footpath rustics plod ; Where the breeze - bow'd poplars nod ; Where the old woods worship ...
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... each head , Wherever we go ; In seasons of mirth may we reign All joyous , and never give pain ; Our song will not then be in vain To the famed mistletoe . E. T. WATTS . THE IVY . OST thou not love , in the. Mistletoe Bough E T Watts.
... each head , Wherever we go ; In seasons of mirth may we reign All joyous , and never give pain ; Our song will not then be in vain To the famed mistletoe . E. T. WATTS . THE IVY . OST thou not love , in the. Mistletoe Bough E T Watts.
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... pain and smart , It must be cleansed by sorrow's art— Ere it will yield a fragrance sweet , Ere it will shine , a jewel meet To lay before thy dear Lord's feet . S. WILBERFORCE . CHRISTMAS EVE AND MORN . ALE shone the moonlight ...
... pain and smart , It must be cleansed by sorrow's art— Ere it will yield a fragrance sweet , Ere it will shine , a jewel meet To lay before thy dear Lord's feet . S. WILBERFORCE . CHRISTMAS EVE AND MORN . ALE shone the moonlight ...
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angels ascents climb beauty Bend beneath blessed bloom bough bowers breath bright calm cheer childhood's tune Christmas CHRISTMAS ROSE cloud coral day-dawn dead death doth dream dust earth Eden-land ELIZA COOK ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eyes fair fair music faith's guiding star fear Flow tear flowers giveth His beloved gleam glory glow green grief hath heaven Holly and Mistletoe holly berries Holly Tree holy hope hour J. G. PERCIVAL JOHN FRANCIS WALLER keep undimm'd faith's leaf leaves life's light live lonely Long ago Lord merry merry heart Mistletoe moonlight morning mossy head murmur night o'er old Winter peace Pompey R. C. TRENCH rocks the forest shed shine sigh sing sleep slumber smile snow song sorrow soul sound spirit spring sweet tear Tennessee thee thine things thou hast thought toil undimm'd faith's guiding voice watch waves weary weep wind
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70. oldal - A servant, with this clause, Makes drudgery divine: Who sweeps a room, as for Thy laws, Makes that, and the action fine. This is the famous stone That turneth all to gold; • For that which God doth touch and own Cannot for less be told. GEORGE HERBERT.
113. oldal - one talent which is death to hide, Lodged with me useless (though my soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide), " Doth God exact day-labour, light denied ?" I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent That murmur,
62. oldal - More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, " He giveth His beloved, sleep." Yea ! men may wonder while they scan A living, thinking, feeling man Sufficient such a rest to keep; But angels say—and through the word The motion of their smile is heard— "He giveth His beloved,
109. oldal - one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven; to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament. Who is more happy, when with heart content, Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair Of wavy grass, and reads
41. oldal - heart Could have recover"d greenness ? It was gone Quite underground : as flowers depart To see their mother-root, when they have blown; Where they together, All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown. These are thy wonders, Lord of power! Killing and quick'ning; bringing down to hell, And up to heaven in an hour', Making a
61. oldal - patriot vows— The monarch's crown to light the brows ? " He giveth His beloved, sleep." What do we give to our beloved ? A little faith, not all unproved— A little dust, to overweep— And bitter memories, to make The whole earth blasted for our sake ? "He giveth His beloved,
7. oldal - Glory to God! the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring Peace to the earth—good will to men From heaven's Eternal King! Light on thy hills, Jerusalem! The Saviour now is born ! And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains Breaks the first Christmas morn. EH SEARS.
122. oldal - was the night, Wherein the Prince of light His reign of peace upon the earth began: The winds with wonder whist Smoothly the waters kiss'd, Whisp'ring new joys to the mild ocean, Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave. The stars with deep amaze Stand fix'd in steadfast gaze, Bending one way their precious influence,
69. oldal - me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see; And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee: Not rudely, as a beast. To run into an action : But still to make Thee prepossest, And give it his perfection. A man that looks on glass, On it may stay his eye; Or, if he pleaseth, through it pass, And then the
68. oldal - Of men than beasts. But, O the exceeding grace Of highest God, that loves His creatures so, And all His workes with mercy doth embrace, That blessed angels He sends to and fro To serve to wicked man, to serve