Poems, moral and religious, Volume 2W. Lang, 1814 |
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... bloom ; A hymn of joy in every thicket rings ; Earth breathes a grateful off'ring of perfume , While blithe the lark extends his dewy wings , And , soaring up to heaven , a heaven - taught sonnet sings .. VI . All this he ponders o'er ...
... bloom ; A hymn of joy in every thicket rings ; Earth breathes a grateful off'ring of perfume , While blithe the lark extends his dewy wings , And , soaring up to heaven , a heaven - taught sonnet sings .. VI . All this he ponders o'er ...
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... bloom , and Carmel's lively glow . XIII . But , from his little cot , a curling cloud Of - smoke ascending , homeward tempts his way , To bless his family , and to serve his God , In all the sacred duties of the day . As fanciful , let ...
... bloom , and Carmel's lively glow . XIII . But , from his little cot , a curling cloud Of - smoke ascending , homeward tempts his way , To bless his family , and to serve his God , In all the sacred duties of the day . As fanciful , let ...
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... blooming grace ; Wild on the wind thy sunny ringlets fly , ' And dawning goodness brightens on thy face . I see ! I see thee in the sportive race , Lur'd by the bright son of the summer beam ; - I see thee , panting , drop the fruitless ...
... blooming grace ; Wild on the wind thy sunny ringlets fly , ' And dawning goodness brightens on thy face . I see ! I see thee in the sportive race , Lur'd by the bright son of the summer beam ; - I see thee , panting , drop the fruitless ...
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... blooming flowers ; And matron Summer's florid form to screen , Umbrageous , hangs with leaves the woodland bowers : Who in the lap of widow'd Autumn pours , Rich , the collected treasures of the year-- Who wings the sweeping blast ...
... blooming flowers ; And matron Summer's florid form to screen , Umbrageous , hangs with leaves the woodland bowers : Who in the lap of widow'd Autumn pours , Rich , the collected treasures of the year-- Who wings the sweeping blast ...
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... rapture tunes the mourner's lyre , Even when the rain of sorrow , falling chill , Hath drench'd the flowers of hope that bloom on faith's green hill . LVI . - The sermon closed - again in pray'r 46 THE POOR MAN'S SABBATH .
... rapture tunes the mourner's lyre , Even when the rain of sorrow , falling chill , Hath drench'd the flowers of hope that bloom on faith's green hill . LVI . - The sermon closed - again in pray'r 46 THE POOR MAN'S SABBATH .
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Aberlemno afar awake and sing beam beamy behold beneath blast blaze blood bloody tear bloom bosom breast breath bright burning clouds cold dark death deep dewy divine dread drear earth fairy bower Fancy fear fire fires of heaven flame flowers flowery fields gale gleam gloom glow GORBALS grace green groan hail hath heart heave heaven heavenly hill holy Hope hour Jamie Gray life's light lonely lyre morn mountain mournful o'er pale peaceful poor pride rapture ribaldry rill rise roar round rude Sabbath scenes scorn shade shore sigh skies smile soft song soothing soul spirit Spring storm stream sublime sullen sweep sweet swell tear tempest thee thine thou throne toil uniting soul vale VIII voice wake wandering warm wave weary weeping Whence wild willows green winds wing wrath yonder
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Page 19 - Also the sons of the stranger, that join themselves to the Lord, to serve him, and to love the name of the Lord, to be his servants, every one that keepeth the sabbath from polluting it, and taketh hold of my covenant ; even them will I bring to my holy mountain, and make them joyful in my house of prayer : their burnt offerings and their sacrifices shall be accepted upon mine altar ; for mine house shall be called an house of prayer for all people.
Page 53 - So I returned and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.
Page 32 - Then, forth they go, for now before the door The short'ning shadow marks the hour of nine ; And by the broomy hill are coming o'er Their village neighbours, glittering, clean and fine. Upon the road, with neighbours, neighbours join, And converse sweet beguiles the tedious way; — Some trace, in Nature's works, the hand divine ; Some through the flowery fields of Scripture stray, And some, alas! retail the nonsense of the day. XXIV. The sun bums bright — wide through the fervid ah-, Of insect...
Page 123 - Be not afraid, ye beasts of the field: for the pastures of the wilderness do spring, for the tree beareth her fruit, the fig tree and the vine do yield their strength.
Page 33 - The flowery field with dazzling splendour glows. Adown the vale, beneath the shady boughs, The herd seeks shelter from the sultry beam, Or under yon tall rock, that, rising, throws All hoary through the trees a dusky gleam, Their panting sides they lave deep in the silver stream. The peaceful valley smiles; with wanton glee The hare leaps playful in the broomy shade; And clear the wild-wood strains of liberty, All rapt'rous, sweep along the sunny glade. With eyes of jet, and swelling bosom red, The...
Page 55 - Fast follows on the cloud of night's dark noon, And bright the fires of heaven begin to blaze; > While o'er the misty mountain's head, the moon, Pours, in a streaming flood, her silver rays. White...
Page 43 - ... conviction to the sinner's mind, And bid corruption rage and rule no more: And on the soul, in grief afflicted sore, Temptation toss'd, in darkness all forlorn, The healing balm of consolation pour. While rises bright, his pathway to adorn, Heaven-breathing hope, arrayed in all the hues of morn. Prayer ended — now the Scripture page is read And brief expounded to the simple hind: How, by the serpent's guileful speech betray'd, Our first grand parents from the truth declined, By one rash act...
Page 49 - The sermon closed—again in prayer they join, Prayer not preferr'd for sordid selfish ends, But, drinking at the fount of love divine, Wide as the world their soul's warm wish extends. And sweet the grand prophetic song ascends— Mercy is built for ever firm and sure...
Page 31 - Perhaps they read, while rapture-speaking tears Like dew-drops o'er their sunburnt faces stray, How free'd from all his woes and all his fears, Death's bands he burst upon this hallow'd day: And gracious, as his friends...