The Poetical Works of Reginald HeberE. H. Butler, 1858 - 363 páginas |
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... pride ; To flesh the lion's ravenous jaws , or feel The sportive fury of the fencer's steel ; Or pant , deep plunged beneath the sultry mine , For the light gales of balmy Palestine . Ah ! fruitful now no more , -an empty coast , She ...
... pride ; To flesh the lion's ravenous jaws , or feel The sportive fury of the fencer's steel ; Or pant , deep plunged beneath the sultry mine , For the light gales of balmy Palestine . Ah ! fruitful now no more , -an empty coast , She ...
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... pride ; To flesh the lion's ravenous jaws , or feel The sportive fury of the fencer's steel ; Or pant , deep plunged beneath the sultry mine , For the light gales of balmy Palestine . Ah ! fruitful now no more , -an empty coast , She ...
... pride ; To flesh the lion's ravenous jaws , or feel The sportive fury of the fencer's steel ; Or pant , deep plunged beneath the sultry mine , For the light gales of balmy Palestine . Ah ! fruitful now no more , -an empty coast , She ...
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... pride the warrior damsels wield The ponderous falchion , and the sun - like shield , And start to see their armour's iron gleam Dance with blue lustre in Tabaria's stream . The blood - red banner floating o'er their van , All madly ...
... pride the warrior damsels wield The ponderous falchion , and the sun - like shield , And start to see their armour's iron gleam Dance with blue lustre in Tabaria's stream . The blood - red banner floating o'er their van , All madly ...
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Reginald Heber. At Albion's call your crested pride resume , And burst the marble slumbers of the tomb ! Your sons behold , in arm , in heart the same , Still press the footsteps of parental fame , To Salem still their generous aid ...
Reginald Heber. At Albion's call your crested pride resume , And burst the marble slumbers of the tomb ! Your sons behold , in arm , in heart the same , Still press the footsteps of parental fame , To Salem still their generous aid ...
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... pride would yet disdain The cumbrous sceptre of a single reign ; That conscious right would tenfold strength afford , And Heaven assist the patriot's holy sword , And look in mercy through th ' auspicious sky , To bless the saviour host ...
... pride would yet disdain The cumbrous sceptre of a single reign ; That conscious right would tenfold strength afford , And Heaven assist the patriot's holy sword , And look in mercy through th ' auspicious sky , To bless the saviour host ...
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Abou Malek ancient arms Arthur's Ayesha Bashaw beauty behold beneath blessed blest bliss blood bower brave breast bright bright promise brow catenis cheek coursers curse dark dead dear death dreadful dreams E'en earth EPIPHANY Fadlallah fair falchion Fatima fear flowers Ganora Gawain gaze grace grief Gwendolen hand hast hath head heart Heaven hill Hodnet holy hope Hosanna hour joy in Heaven king kingly Latian light Logrian Lord maid mantle mark'd mercy Merlin mortal Mount Hor mournful muse night nightly numbers o'er pale pass'd pomp praise prayer pride proud Reginald Heber rose SCHMOLZE secret Selim shade Shekh shore silver smile song sorrow soul spake spear spirit stars strong SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY sweet swell sword tear thee thine thou throne Titania toil tomb trembling tyrant village maid warrior wave weep wild wing wont wreath youth
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Página 249 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Página 253 - Thou art gone to the grave! but we will not deplore thee, Whose God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian, and • Guide ; He gave thee, He took thee, and He will restore thee, And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died.
Página 250 - GOD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light, Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night. May Thine angel guards defend us, Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This live-long night.
Página 250 - BREAD of the world, in mercy broken, Wine of the soul, in mercy shed, By Whom th.e words of life were spoken, And in Whose death our sins are dead ; 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, Look on the tears by sinners shed ; And be Thy feast to us the token That by Thy grace our souls are fed.
Página 249 - Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Página 208 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Página 213 - WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker: "Save, LORD! or we perish.
Página 203 - IN the sun, and moon, and stars, Signs and wonders there shall be ; Earth shall quake with inward wars, Nations with perplexity. 2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, Tossed with stronger tempests, rise ; Darker storms the mountain sweep, Redder lightning rend the skies. 3 Evil thoughts shall shake the proud, Racking doubt and restless fear ; And amid the thunder-cloud Shall the Judge of men appear.
Página 228 - I praised the earth, in beauty seen With garlands gay of various green ; I praised the sea, whose ample field Shone glorious as a silver shield ; And earth and ocean seemed to say, ' Our beauties are but for a day.' I praised the sun, whose chariot rolled On wheels of amber and of gold ; I praised the moon, whose softer eye Gleamed sweetly through the summer sky : And moon and sun in answer said, ' Our days of light are numbered.
Página 225 - HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee . Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty ! God in three persons, blessed Trinity. Holy, holy, holy, all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. Holy, holy, holy, though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of...