Choice descriptive poetry, selected by a lady |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 5 筆
第 6 頁
... pass'd him by , And he came to his native land to die . ' Twas hard to come to that native land , And not clasp one familiar hand ; ' Twas hard to be number'd amid the dead , Or ere he could hear his welcome said ! But ' twas something ...
... pass'd him by , And he came to his native land to die . ' Twas hard to come to that native land , And not clasp one familiar hand ; ' Twas hard to be number'd amid the dead , Or ere he could hear his welcome said ! But ' twas something ...
第 38 頁
... pass'd so swift , the eye scarce could say That such a thing had been : Yet the beat of every heart was still , And the flesh crawl'd fearfully and chill , And back flow'd every vein . The courage of Israel's bravest quail'd At the view ...
... pass'd so swift , the eye scarce could say That such a thing had been : Yet the beat of every heart was still , And the flesh crawl'd fearfully and chill , And back flow'd every vein . The courage of Israel's bravest quail'd At the view ...
第 39 頁
... pass'd , That the brightness they saw his cold glance had cast On Egypt's land that night . Wail , King of the Pyramids ! Death hath cast His shafts through thine empire wide , But o'er Israel in bondage his rage hath pass'd , No ...
... pass'd , That the brightness they saw his cold glance had cast On Egypt's land that night . Wail , King of the Pyramids ! Death hath cast His shafts through thine empire wide , But o'er Israel in bondage his rage hath pass'd , No ...
第 59 頁
... pass'd away is the noontide heat , Who from the bank where the sunbeam lies Brings me the wild - wood strawberries ; Oh ! he is dear as my mother to me , But he will perish , even as she . Who loves me best ? -my sister fair , With her ...
... pass'd away is the noontide heat , Who from the bank where the sunbeam lies Brings me the wild - wood strawberries ; Oh ! he is dear as my mother to me , But he will perish , even as she . Who loves me best ? -my sister fair , With her ...
第 87 頁
... pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North , And the larch has hung all his tassels forth , The fisher is out on the sunny sea , And the rein - deer bounds through the pasture free , And the pine has a fringe of softer green , And the ...
... pass'd o'er the hills of the stormy North , And the larch has hung all his tassels forth , The fisher is out on the sunny sea , And the rein - deer bounds through the pasture free , And the pine has a fringe of softer green , And the ...
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.