Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 14 筆
第 3 頁
... hath not seen it , my gentle boy ! Ear hath not heard its deep song of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair ; Sorrow and death may not enter there . Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom ; For beyond the clouds and beyond ...
... hath not seen it , my gentle boy ! Ear hath not heard its deep song of joy ; Dreams cannot picture a world so fair ; Sorrow and death may not enter there . Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom ; For beyond the clouds and beyond ...
第 11 頁
... Hath no flower so sweet as thee . The stars , night's reign enhancing , Beam not within the sky , With a ray so brightly glancing , As the flash from childhood's eye . But life will soon be waning , And set in death's deep gloom ; Seek ...
... Hath no flower so sweet as thee . The stars , night's reign enhancing , Beam not within the sky , With a ray so brightly glancing , As the flash from childhood's eye . But life will soon be waning , And set in death's deep gloom ; Seek ...
第 19 頁
... hath done the work of care : Look up , ye sad ones ! - ' tis your Father's house , Beneath whose consecrated dome you are ; More gorgeous robes ye see , and trappings rare , And watch the gaudier forms that gaily move , And deem ...
... hath done the work of care : Look up , ye sad ones ! - ' tis your Father's house , Beneath whose consecrated dome you are ; More gorgeous robes ye see , and trappings rare , And watch the gaudier forms that gaily move , And deem ...
第 38 頁
... hath flown ; The lamb is slain , and with blood they go , And sprinkle the lintel - stone ; And the doors they close when the sun hath set , But few in oblivious sleep forget The judgment to be done . ' Tis midnight - yet they hear no ...
... hath flown ; The lamb is slain , and with blood they go , And sprinkle the lintel - stone ; And the doors they close when the sun hath set , But few in oblivious sleep forget The judgment to be done . ' Tis midnight - yet they hear no ...
第 39 頁
... hath cast His shafts through thine empire wide , But o'er Israel in bondage his rage hath pass'd , No firstborn of hers hath died— Go , Satrap ! command that the captive be free , Lest their God in fierce anger should smite even thee ...
... hath cast His shafts through thine empire wide , But o'er Israel in bondage his rage hath pass'd , No firstborn of hers hath died— Go , Satrap ! command that the captive be free , Lest their God in fierce anger should smite even thee ...
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.