Hebrew MelodiesW. Dugdale, 1823 - 36ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... tears , its chords are riven ! It soften❜d men of iron mould , It gave them virtues not their own ; No ear so dull , no soul so cold , That felt not , fir'd not to the tone , Till David's lyre grew mightier than his throne ! 2 . It ...
... tears , its chords are riven ! It soften❜d men of iron mould , It gave them virtues not their own ; No ear so dull , no soul so cold , That felt not , fir'd not to the tone , Till David's lyre grew mightier than his throne ! 2 . It ...
6 ÆäÀÌÁö
... tears- How welcome those untrodden spheres ! How sweet this very hour to die ! To soar from earth , and find all fears Lost in thy light - Eternity ! 2 . It must be so : ' tis not for self That we so tremble on the brink ; And striving ...
... tears- How welcome those untrodden spheres ! How sweet this very hour to die ! To soar from earth , and find all fears Lost in thy light - Eternity ! 2 . It must be so : ' tis not for self That we so tremble on the brink ; And striving ...
13 ÆäÀÌÁö
... tears are vain , That Death nor heeds nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less ? And thou - who tell'st me to forget , Thy looks are wan , thine eyes are wet . B MY SOUL IS DARK . 1 . My ...
... tears are vain , That Death nor heeds nor hears distress : Will this unteach us to complain ? Or make one mourner weep the less ? And thou - who tell'st me to forget , Thy looks are wan , thine eyes are wet . B MY SOUL IS DARK . 1 . My ...
14 ÆäÀÌÁö
... tear , ' Twill flow , and cease to burn brain : 2 . my But bid the strain be wild and deep , Nor let thy notes of joy be first : I tell thee , minstrel , I must weep , Or else this heavy heart will burst ; For it hath been by sorrow ...
... tear , ' Twill flow , and cease to burn brain : 2 . my But bid the strain be wild and deep , Nor let thy notes of joy be first : I tell thee , minstrel , I must weep , Or else this heavy heart will burst ; For it hath been by sorrow ...
15 ÆäÀÌÁö
... tear Came o'er that eye of blue ; And then methought it did appear A violet dropping dew : I saw thee smile - the sapphire's blaze Beside thee ceas'd to shine ; It could not match the living rays That fill'd that glance of thine . 2 ...
... tear Came o'er that eye of blue ; And then methought it did appear A violet dropping dew : I saw thee smile - the sapphire's blaze Beside thee ceas'd to shine ; It could not match the living rays That fill'd that glance of thine . 2 ...
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art thou Babel's beam BEAUTY'S BLOOM behold blood of thy Bloodless BOSOM AS FALSE bright burst COLDNESS WRAPS dark daughter Death deep desolate diadem Disdain'd doom'd earth eyes FALSE AS THOU Father fingers Galilee glance glitter'd glow godless hand HARP THE MONARCH hath heart Heav'n HEBREW MELODIES HIGH WORLD host immortal JORDAN'S BANKS Judah's King land leaves let thy light lightens o'er living look'd lore Mariamne melting MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT mountain nameless pass'd pure rays roll'd Salem Saul SAW THEE scatter'd seer shone shrine shroud Sire sleepless smiles SNATCH'D soar song Sorrow soul grow spirit stood stray SUFFERING CLAY sweet sword tears tender thine thou art thou canst THOU DEEM'ST Thou shalt thought throne THY DAYS Thy fall Thy glory thy temple trace tremulous triumph voice WALKS IN BEAUTY wave wax'd weep wept WILD GAZELLE Wisdom's wither'd WRAPS THIS SUFFERING