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... round that fatal spot Stood eyeing the dead lambs with looks forlorn . Adam , who was upon the march that morn , Missing his body - guard , turned back to see What they were doing ; and there also he Saw the two frozen lambkins lying ...
... round that fatal spot Stood eyeing the dead lambs with looks forlorn . Adam , who was upon the march that morn , Missing his body - guard , turned back to see What they were doing ; and there also he Saw the two frozen lambkins lying ...
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... round to run , And pass like each created thing ; He rested not in noon - day prime , But fell beneath the strength of time . Then like one laboring without hope To bring his toil to fruitful end , And powerless to discern the scope ...
... round to run , And pass like each created thing ; He rested not in noon - day prime , But fell beneath the strength of time . Then like one laboring without hope To bring his toil to fruitful end , And powerless to discern the scope ...
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... the altar the bridegroom was waiting ; But vengeance impatiently round them was breath- ing , And Death at that shrine was their greeting . But the wine - cup is empty , and broken DESTRUCTION OF SODOM AND GOMORRAH 43.
... the altar the bridegroom was waiting ; But vengeance impatiently round them was breath- ing , And Death at that shrine was their greeting . But the wine - cup is empty , and broken DESTRUCTION OF SODOM AND GOMORRAH 43.
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... round , delicate feet , Scarce trained to balance on the tented floor , Sandalled for journeying . He had looked up Into his mother's face , until he caught The spirit there , and his young heart was swelling Beneath his dimpled bosom ...
... round , delicate feet , Scarce trained to balance on the tented floor , Sandalled for journeying . He had looked up Into his mother's face , until he caught The spirit there , and his young heart was swelling Beneath his dimpled bosom ...
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... round with looks of sweet obedience , Each struggling who should honor him the most ; While , from the wrinkles deep of many years , Enfurrowed smiles , like violets in snow , Touch'd us with heat and melancholy cold , Mingling our joy ...
... round with looks of sweet obedience , Each struggling who should honor him the most ; While , from the wrinkles deep of many years , Enfurrowed smiles , like violets in snow , Touch'd us with heat and melancholy cold , Mingling our joy ...
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Abraham Adam ALEXANDER KOHUT Angel ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH Bath-sheba beautiful behold Belshazzar beneath blessed bosom bowed breast breath bright brow Cain child cloud cried dark David dead death deep doth earth eyes face father fear feet fell flame foes gazed glory GUSTAV GOTTHEIL hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy host II Samuel Israel Jephunneh king Lamech land lifted light lips look Lord Methuselah mighty morning Moses mother murmur night Nimrud o'er peace Pharaoh plain praise prayed prayer pride PSALM Rabbi rest RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER rose Saul shalt shout silent sing SIR EDWIN ARNOLD sleep smile Solomon song sons soul sound spake spear stars stood sweet swell sword TALMUD tent thee Thine Thou art throne trembling Twas unto voice walls of Jericho watch wave weary weeping wild wonder word
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Page 169 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Page 334 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Page 333 - Let us (said he) pour on him all we can: Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. So strength first made a way; Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure: When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all his treasure Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
Page 169 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death...
Page 334 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Page 174 - PRAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous Source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ, — 2...
Page 288 - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord !
Page 323 - 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 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.
Page 214 - Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
Page 355 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee...