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... The cavern's depth or echoing grove , - A voice is heard of praise and love . As o'er thy works the seasons roll , And soothe , with change of bliss , the soul . Oh never may their smiling train Pass o'er the human GOD . 11.
... The cavern's depth or echoing grove , - A voice is heard of praise and love . As o'er thy works the seasons roll , And soothe , with change of bliss , the soul . Oh never may their smiling train Pass o'er the human GOD . 11.
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... never may their smiling train Pass o'er the human soul in vain ! But oft , as on their charms we gaze , Attune their wond'ring soul to praise ; And be the joys that most we prize , The joys that from thy favour rise . ANON . ' Tis Love ...
... never may their smiling train Pass o'er the human soul in vain ! But oft , as on their charms we gaze , Attune their wond'ring soul to praise ; And be the joys that most we prize , The joys that from thy favour rise . ANON . ' Tis Love ...
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... never , Blessed be thy name for ever ! BOWRING . I retract ; My prostrate soul adores the present God : Praise I a distant Deity ? He tunes My voice ( if tun'd ) : the nerve , that writes , sustains : Wrapt in his being , I resound his ...
... never , Blessed be thy name for ever ! BOWRING . I retract ; My prostrate soul adores the present God : Praise I a distant Deity ? He tunes My voice ( if tun'd ) : the nerve , that writes , sustains : Wrapt in his being , I resound his ...
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... never , never ! Rejoicing in His work , and pleas'd With the proud fabric He hath rais'd , Blest ' midst the blessings he hath given- In heaven directing all to heaven ! A thousand worlds His presence greet ; The mountains smoke beneath ...
... never , never ! Rejoicing in His work , and pleas'd With the proud fabric He hath rais'd , Blest ' midst the blessings he hath given- In heaven directing all to heaven ! A thousand worlds His presence greet ; The mountains smoke beneath ...
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... never - ebbing tide ! Thou , love's unfathomable sea ! CHAMOUNY , THE HOUR BEFORE SUNRISE . COLERIDGE . HAST thou a charm to stay the morning star In his steep course ? so long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head , ( ) Chamouny ...
... never - ebbing tide ! Thou , love's unfathomable sea ! CHAMOUNY , THE HOUR BEFORE SUNRISE . COLERIDGE . HAST thou a charm to stay the morning star In his steep course ? so long he seems to pause On thy bald awful head , ( ) Chamouny ...
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Términos y frases comunes
angels ANON art thou beam beauty behold beneath bless blest bliss blood divine bloom breast breath bright charms clouds COWPER dark dead death deep delight didst divine doth dread dwell earth EDMESTON eternal fair fear flowers gale gaze Gethsemane gloom glorious glory golden grace grave hand HAREBELL harp hast hath hear heart heaven hope hosannas hour immortal Israel Jehovah Jesus King light living Lord mercy mighty morning mortal mountains muse nature's night o'er pale peace poison'd POLLOK praise pride quire rapture reign rill rise rose round scene seraphs shade shine sigh sight silent sing skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit spring staind Star of Bethlehem stars storm stream sublime sweet tears tempest thee thine thou art thought thro throne tomb trembling Twas vale voice wave weep wild winds wings
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Página 232 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 90 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain. He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan. Without a grave, unknelled, uncoffined, and unknown.
Página 83 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory.
Página 182 - Lord, thy guests away. 2 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord ! thy guests away.
Página 118 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Página 216 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth, And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave: And after they have shown their pride Like you, awhile, they glide Into the grave.
Página 19 - LET us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Página 164 - Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire; Come, and Thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us while we sing. Plenteous...
Página 228 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.
Página 176 - Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...