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... fires that move In mystic dance , not without song , resound His praise , who out of darkness call'd up light . Air and ye elements , the eldest birth Of nature's womb , that , in quaternion , run Perpetual circle , multiform ; and mix ...
... fires that move In mystic dance , not without song , resound His praise , who out of darkness call'd up light . Air and ye elements , the eldest birth Of nature's womb , that , in quaternion , run Perpetual circle , multiform ; and mix ...
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... fires , That rush like mighty coursers through the sky , And hurling forth the storm : nor less art Thou Amid the soft and sweeter beauties of The green and happy earth : in every tint Of soft chamelion changes that array The blithe ...
... fires , That rush like mighty coursers through the sky , And hurling forth the storm : nor less art Thou Amid the soft and sweeter beauties of The green and happy earth : in every tint Of soft chamelion changes that array The blithe ...
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... fires ; Though they do seem to daze the mortal sight , And the wrapt soul their effluence inspires ; To the pure glory that Thy love has given , To cheer the sinking soul , and lift it unto heaven . Hopeless she look'd for Thee from ...
... fires ; Though they do seem to daze the mortal sight , And the wrapt soul their effluence inspires ; To the pure glory that Thy love has given , To cheer the sinking soul , and lift it unto heaven . Hopeless she look'd for Thee from ...
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... fire , The mighty chorus aid ! Soon as grey evening gilds the plain , Thou moon protract the melting strain , And praise him in the shade . Thou heaven of heavens , his vast abode , Ye 12 HYMN OF THE CREATION . Hymn of the Creation ...
... fire , The mighty chorus aid ! Soon as grey evening gilds the plain , Thou moon protract the melting strain , And praise him in the shade . Thou heaven of heavens , his vast abode , Ye 12 HYMN OF THE CREATION . Hymn of the Creation ...
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... fires divine , So grand , so countless , Lord , are thine . MOORE . FORGET ME NOT ! FORGET me not ! Forget me not ! Thou utterest , Lord , from earth or skies , In glittering glory - rainbow dyes ; And every breeze that sheds a balm On ...
... fires divine , So grand , so countless , Lord , are thine . MOORE . FORGET ME NOT ! FORGET me not ! Forget me not ! Thou utterest , Lord , from earth or skies , In glittering glory - rainbow dyes ; And every breeze that sheds a balm On ...
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熱門章節
第 10 頁 - Dark-heaving ; — boundless, endless, and sublime — The image of Eternity — the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
第 24 頁 - TO him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
第 2 頁 - Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege Through all the years of this our life, to lead From, joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is...
第 124 頁 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear...
第 26 頁 - So live that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take. His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams...
第 41 頁 - Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, In Thy sole glory may unite.
第 3 頁 - 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...
第 2 頁 - And ye five other wandering fires, that move In mystic dance not without song, resound His praise, who out of darkness call'd up light. Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual circle, multiform ; and mix And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
第 15 頁 - Are not the mountains, waves and skies a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them?
第 164 頁 - 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.