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... keep a true Lent . H. More .. 716 Wither Watts .. 720 Valediction .. Veni , Creator .. Wither .. 773 Walking with God . Toplady 786 Watchman's Report . N. Breton .. 749 Weeping Mary . F. Davison 774 What is Prayer ?. Psalm XIX T ...
... keep a true Lent . H. More .. 716 Wither Watts .. 720 Valediction .. Veni , Creator .. Wither .. 773 Walking with God . Toplady 786 Watchman's Report . N. Breton .. 749 Weeping Mary . F. Davison 774 What is Prayer ?. Psalm XIX T ...
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... keep a true Lent .. 746 Liturgy .... 741 Litany to the Holy Spirit .. 758 GRAY , THOMAS . Born in London , Dec. 20 , 1746 ; died July 30 , 1771 . HEYWOOD , THOMAS . Lived in England , under Queen Elizabeth and Charles I. Elegy written ...
... keep a true Lent .. 746 Liturgy .... 741 Litany to the Holy Spirit .. 758 GRAY , THOMAS . Born in London , Dec. 20 , 1746 ; died July 30 , 1771 . HEYWOOD , THOMAS . Lived in England , under Queen Elizabeth and Charles I. Elegy written ...
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... keep all that's good ; Full little joy have I now of thy cry . XX . And , as I with the Cuckoo thus ' gan chide , There sat I down among the fair , fresh In the next bush that was me fast beside , flowers , I heard the lusty Nightingale ...
... keep all that's good ; Full little joy have I now of thy cry . XX . And , as I with the Cuckoo thus ' gan chide , There sat I down among the fair , fresh In the next bush that was me fast beside , flowers , I heard the lusty Nightingale ...
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... , Unless it always stay with him , I wis He may full soon go with an old man's hair . XXXVII . And therefore , Nightingale ! do thou keep nigh : For , trust me well , in spite of thy quaint cry , If long time from thy mate thou be , or.
... , Unless it always stay with him , I wis He may full soon go with an old man's hair . XXXVII . And therefore , Nightingale ! do thou keep nigh : For , trust me well , in spite of thy quaint cry , If long time from thy mate thou be , or.
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... keep a mighty rout ! I'm as great as they , I trow , Since the day I found thee out , Little flower ! -I'll make a stir , Like a sage astronomer . Modest , yet withal an elf Bold , and lavish of thyself ; Since we needs must first have ...
... keep a mighty rout ! I'm as great as they , I trow , Since the day I found thee out , Little flower ! -I'll make a stir , Like a sage astronomer . Modest , yet withal an elf Bold , and lavish of thyself ; Since we needs must first have ...
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ALFRED TENNYSON BARRY CORNWALL beauty beneath Binnorie bird blue bonny Bouillabaisse breast breath bright brow cheek child cloud Cuckoo dark dead dear deep doth dream earth eyes fair flowers frae friends gentle golden green hair hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven heir of Linne HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW king kiss lady leaves light lips live look Lord love's maid merry milldams moon morning mother ne'er never night nightingale o'er PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ROBERT BURNS ROBERT HERRICK rose round shade shine sigh silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit Spring stars stream summer sweet tears tell thee thine thing THOMAS HOOD thou art thought tree unto voice wandering waves weep wild WILLIAM MOTHERWELL WILLIAM WORDSWORTH wind wings woods Yarrow young young Beichan youth
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691 ÆäÀÌÁö - mauna fa' that! For a' that^ and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that ; The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth. Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a
746 ÆäÀÌÁö - I am :— Thou art full of truth and grace. Plenteous grace with Thee is found,— Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound— Make and keep me pure within. Thou of life the fountain art— Freely let me take of Thee ; Spring Thou up within ray heart— Rise to all eternity.
720 ÆäÀÌÁö - tree ; Another came—nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he ; •' The next, with dirges due in sad array, Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne :— Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay Graved on the stone beneath you aged thorn.
685 ÆäÀÌÁö - IN PIEMONT. AVENGE, 0 Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold! Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones, Forget not ! in thy hook record their groans Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold Slain by the bloody
788 ÆäÀÌÁö - FBOM all that dwell below the skies Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord— Eternal truth attends Thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. PSALM CXXX.
753 ÆäÀÌÁö - Thus sang they, in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful note ; And all the way, to guide their chime, With falling oars they kept the time. HYMN OF THE HEBREW MAID. WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her father's God before her moved, An
717 ÆäÀÌÁö - and ancient as the sun,—the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between— The venerable woods—rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man. The golden sun, The planets, all the
719 ÆäÀÌÁö - that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre ; But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul. Full many a gem of purest ray
390 ÆäÀÌÁö - Flag of the free heart's hope and home, By angel hands to valor given ; The stars have lit the welkin dome, And all thy hues were born in heaven. For ever float that standard sheet ! Where breathes the foe but falls before us, With Freedom's soil beneath our feet, And Freedom's banner streaming o'er us?
773 ÆäÀÌÁö - THE HEAVENLY CANAAN. THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. There everlasting spring abides, And never-withering flowers ; Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. Sweet fields beyond tho swelling flood Stand dressed in living green ; So to the Jews old