Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 10 筆
第 11 頁
... Give days and nights for half a year . From icy oceans , where the whales Toss in foam their lashing tails ; Where the snorting sea horse shows His ivory teeth in grinning rows ; Where , tumbling in their seal - skin coat , Fearless the ...
... Give days and nights for half a year . From icy oceans , where the whales Toss in foam their lashing tails ; Where the snorting sea horse shows His ivory teeth in grinning rows ; Where , tumbling in their seal - skin coat , Fearless the ...
第 14 頁
... gives . T. CHALLIS . HOME . THERE is a land , of every land the pride , Belov'd by Heaven o'er all the world beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light , And milder moons emparadise the night ; A land of beauty , virtue ...
... gives . T. CHALLIS . HOME . THERE is a land , of every land the pride , Belov'd by Heaven o'er all the world beside ; Where brighter suns dispense serener light , And milder moons emparadise the night ; A land of beauty , virtue ...
第 18 頁
... give abundant rain , The nightly dews might fall ; And the herb that keepeth life in man , Might yet have drunk them all , Then wherefore , wherefore were they made , All dyed with rainbow light ? All fashioned with supremest grace ...
... give abundant rain , The nightly dews might fall ; And the herb that keepeth life in man , Might yet have drunk them all , Then wherefore , wherefore were they made , All dyed with rainbow light ? All fashioned with supremest grace ...
第 20 頁
... gives the weary christian rest , And feeds his soul with joys replete . I love to meet the little throng Of humble saints , and join their prayers ; And in their sweet melodious song , I love to blend my voice with theirs . Their wing'd ...
... gives the weary christian rest , And feeds his soul with joys replete . I love to meet the little throng Of humble saints , and join their prayers ; And in their sweet melodious song , I love to blend my voice with theirs . Their wing'd ...
第 31 頁
... Give to each faint and languid breeze Its rich and rare perfume . Let Portugal and haughty Spain Display their orange - groves ; And France exult her vines to train Around her trim alcoves . Old England has a tree as strong , As stately ...
... Give to each faint and languid breeze Its rich and rare perfume . Let Portugal and haughty Spain Display their orange - groves ; And France exult her vines to train Around her trim alcoves . Old England has a tree as strong , As stately ...
常見字詞
angel Art Thou ask'd beauty behold beneath beneath the sky BERNARD BARTON bless blest bliss bloom breath breeze bright celestial child dead dear death deep delight DESCRIPTIVE POETRY dust to dust dwell Earth to earth earthly eternal fair Father Father's Name flood flowers glorious glory grace grave green happiest happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly holy homes of England hour humble Israel Jesus Learn to labour life's light live Lord loves me best MILLENNIAL SABBATH mountains moving heart night night into morning o'er pass'd path peace perfect bliss praise pray prayer reign rest rise round sabbath bell sacred Saviour's shine shore sleep smile song soul Speak gently spirit star by star storm stormy tempests blow strange hills sweet tear tell thee thine Thou art thought throne Thy neighbour toil tomb trees Twas voice
熱門章節
第 73 頁 - O Caledonia ! stern and wild, meet nurse for a poetic child, • land of brown heath and shaggy wood, land of the mountain and the flood, land of my sires!
第 33 頁 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white, then melts forever; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place ; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
第 34 頁 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
第 37 頁 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.
第 43 頁 - They sin who tell us love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of hell; Earthly these passions of the earth, They perish where they have their birth. But love is indestructible— Its holy flame for ever burneth ; From heaven it came, to heaven returneth.