Ode on the Morning of Christ's NativityNisbet, 1868 - 88页 |
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ACTION BOISLEUX-AU-MONT ADAPTED FROM FLAXMAN aged earth aghast Albert Moore angelick symphony Apollo Ashtaroth Baälim Forsake Babe yet lies beams the shame-fac'd C. J. Durham center shake Cherubim CHRIST'S NATIVITY clouds out brake controul the damned cymbals doff'd her gaudy DRAWN BY PAGE E. M. Wimperis fetter'd ghost slips fix'd her polish'd fix'd in stedfast Flamens FRANCE MARCH 30 Frölich glorious wear ground In straiter happy day HARVARD COLLEGE Heaven's youngest-teemed star Hullah Jackson JERSEY HARVARD CLASS Libyck Hammon shrinks lies in smiling LIONEL DE JERSEY Lucifer MEMORY OF LIONEL Memphian grove Moloch MORNING OF CHRIST'S Mount Sinai Nature that heard Osiris Peor and Baälim quire scaly horrour shame-fac'd night array'd star Hath fix'd steep of Delphos strikes an universal SUBJECT ILLUSTRATED swaddling bands controul Swindges the scaly Thron'd in celestial trump of doom twice-batter'd Typhon Tyrian maids whist WJ.PALMER.SC WSMALL ychain'd in sleep yellow-skirted Fayes Fly youngest-teemed star Hath
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第8页 - THIS is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King, Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
第28页 - For if such holy song Enwrap our fancy long, Time will run back, and fetch the age of gold, And speckled Vanity Will sicken soon and die, And leprous Sin will melt from earthly mould, And Hell itself will pass away, And leave her dolorous mansions to the peering day.
第4页 - Will open wide the gates of her high palace hall. But wisest Fate says No, This must not yet be so ; The Babe yet lies in smiling infancy, That on the bitter cross Must redeem our loss ; So both Himself and us to glorify : Yet first, to those ychain'd in sleep, The wakeful trump of doom must thunder through the deep...
第17页 - But peaceful was the night Wherein the Prince of Light His reign of peace upon the earth began : The winds, with wonder whist, Smoothly the waters kist, 'Whispering new joys to the mild ocean— Who now hath quite forgot to rave, While birds of calm sit brooding on the charmed wave.
第24页 - Nature, that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat the airy region thrilling, Now was almost, won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling ; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
第6页 - He feels from Juda's land The dreaded infant's hand, The rays of Bethlehem blind his dusky eyn ; Nor all the gods beside, Longer dare abide, Not Typhon huge ending in snaky twine : Our Babe to show his Godhead true, Can in his swaddling bands control the damned crew.
第11页 - It was the winter wild While the heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies ; Nature in awe to him Had doff'd her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour.
第6页 - So, when the sun in bed, Curtain'd with cloudy red, Pillows his chin upon an orient wave...
第15页 - But he her fears to cease, Sent down the meek-eyed Peace ; She, crowned with olive green, came softly sliding Down through the turning sphere, His ready harbinger, With turtle wing the amorous clouds dividing: And, waving wide her myrtle wand, She strikes a universal peace through sea and land.
第41页 - But see! the Virgin blest, Hath laid her Babe to rest; Time is, our tedious song should here have ending, Heaven's youngest-teemed...