Quiet Hours: A Collection of PoemsRoberts Brothers, 1874 - 182 páginas |
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... Os- good & Co. , Hurd & Houghton , E. P. Dutton & Co. , and Henry Holt & Co. The compiler wishes to express her thanks , also , to the authors who have kindly permitted the use of their poems . CONTENTS . PAGE I 2 2 · 3 • 4.
... Os- good & Co. , Hurd & Houghton , E. P. Dutton & Co. , and Henry Holt & Co. The compiler wishes to express her thanks , also , to the authors who have kindly permitted the use of their poems . CONTENTS . PAGE I 2 2 · 3 • 4.
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... Wish of To - Day Rabia Made Perfect through Suffering First Sunday after Easter Rest Love and Discipline Peace in Trouble Rest . Hymn for Sickness Starlight . The Border - Lands . A. L. Waring Paul Gerhardt A. L. Waring Anon . Madame ...
... Wish of To - Day Rabia Made Perfect through Suffering First Sunday after Easter Rest Love and Discipline Peace in Trouble Rest . Hymn for Sickness Starlight . The Border - Lands . A. L. Waring Paul Gerhardt A. L. Waring Anon . Madame ...
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... bended knees ; But silently , by slow degrees , My spirit I to Love compose , In humble trust mine eyelids close , With reverential resignation , No wish conceived , no thought MORNING AND EVENING . 43 Evening Devotion.
... bended knees ; But silently , by slow degrees , My spirit I to Love compose , In humble trust mine eyelids close , With reverential resignation , No wish conceived , no thought MORNING AND EVENING . 43 Evening Devotion.
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A Collection of Poems Mary Wilder Tileston. With reverential resignation , No wish conceived , no thought expressed ! Only a sense of supplication , A sense o'er all my soul imprest That I am weak , yet not unblest , Since , in me ...
A Collection of Poems Mary Wilder Tileston. With reverential resignation , No wish conceived , no thought expressed ! Only a sense of supplication , A sense o'er all my soul imprest That I am weak , yet not unblest , Since , in me ...
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... wish ' twere done . Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern . MATTHEW Arnold . SAY NOT THE STRUGGLE NOUGHT AVAILETH . AY not , 56 QUIET HOURS . F W Faber Matthew Arnold A H Clough H Vaughan THE MYSTERY OF LIFE.
... wish ' twere done . Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern . MATTHEW Arnold . SAY NOT THE STRUGGLE NOUGHT AVAILETH . AY not , 56 QUIET HOURS . F W Faber Matthew Arnold A H Clough H Vaughan THE MYSTERY OF LIFE.
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Términos y frases comunes
ALFRED TENNYSON Art Thou ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH beauty beneath blessed blest be thy blind breast breath calm canst CHARLES G chastening child dark dear death deep divine doth doubt dream e'en earth EDWARD ROWLAND SILL ELIZA SCUDder Eternal eyes fair faith Father fear feet flowers gathered band God's grace grief hath hear heart heaven HENRY VAUGHAN holy hope hour HYMN J. G. WHITTier JOHN HENRY NEWMAN JOHN KEBLE life's light live lonely look Lord mercy morning night o'er pain PAUL GERHARDT peace PHOEBE CARY praise pray prayer R. W. EMERSON rest secret seek shadows shalt shine silent sing smile song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tender Thee Thine things thou content Thou dost Thou hast thought threads Thy face Thy hand Thy love To-day trust truth unto voice wait wandering waves weary WILLIAM CALDWELL Roscoe WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wilt wind
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Página 27 - If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft — In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world. Have hung upon the beatings of my heart — How oft in spirit have I turned to thee, 0 sylvan Wye!
Página 7 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 127 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Página 46 - Stern Lawgiver! yet thou dost wear The Godhead's most benignant grace; Nor know we anything so fair As is the smile upon thy face: Flowers laugh before thee on their beds And fragrance in thy footing treads; Thou dost preserve the stars from wrong; And the most ancient heavens, through Thee, are fresh and strong.
Página 19 - IN May, when sea-winds pierced our solitudes, I found the fresh Rhodora in the woods, Spreading its leafless blooms in a damp nook, To please the desert and the sluggish brook. The purple petals, fallen in the pool, Made the black water with their beauty gay; Here might the redbird come his plumes to cool, And court the flower that cheapens his array.
Página 8 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast,— The desert and illimitable air,— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere; Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 18 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, — A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay : Ten thousand saw I, at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Outdid the sparkling waves in glee ; A poet could not...
Página 30 - Into a sober pleasure ; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies...
Página 48 - PRUNE thou thy words, the thoughts control That o:er thee swell and throng ; They will condense within thy soul, And change to purpose strong. But he who lets his feelings run In soft luxurious flow, Shrinks when hard service must be done, And faints at every woe. Faith's meanest deed more favor bears, Where hearts and wills are weighed, Than brightest transports, choicest prayers, Which bloom their hour and fade.
Página 45 - STERN Daughter of the voice of God ! O Duty ! if that name thou love Who art a light to guide, a rod To check the erring, and reprove...