The Poetical Works of Henry Kirke White and James Grahame, Page 128James Nichol, 1856 - 326 pages |
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Page 224 - And ye shall hallow the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty throughout all the land, unto all the inhabitants thereof: it shall be a jubilee unto you ; and ye shall return every man unto his possession, and ye shall return every man unto his family.
Page 214 - That yester-morn bloomed waving in the breeze. Sounds the most faint attract the ear, — the hum Of early bee, the trickling of the dew, The distant bleating midway up the hill. Calmness sits throned on yon unmoving cloud.
Page 187 - Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die, that she The common fate of all things rare May read in thee ; How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair.
Page 197 - When, marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One Star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem.
Page 25 - Oh ! who can strive To comprehend the vast, the awful truth, Of the eternity that hath gone by, And not recoil from the dismaying sense Of human impotence ? The life of man Is summ'd in birthdays and in sepulchres ; But the Eternal God had no beginning ; He hath no end.
Page 215 - But on this day, embosomed in his home, He shares the frugal meal with those he loves ; With those he loves he shares the heart-felt joy Of giving thanks to God...
Page 152 - What is this passing scene? A peevish April day! A little sun — a little rain, And then night sweeps along the plain. And all things fade away.
Page 215 - Slowly the throng moves o'er the tomb-paved ground : The aged man, the bowed down, the blind Led by the thoughtless boy, and he who breathes With pain, and eyes the new-made grave...
Page 197 - Deep horror then my vitals froze, death-struck, -I ceased the tide to stem; when suddenly a star arose — it was the Star of Bethlehem.
Page 152 - O'er Beauty's fall; Her praise resounds no more when mantled in her pall. The most beloved on earth Not long survives to-day; So music past is obsolete, And yet 'twas sweet, 'twas passing sweet, But now 'tis gone away. Thus does the shade In memory fade, When in forsaken tomb the form beloved is laid.