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... waves the spring - time's grassy spires , Guards not archangels ' feet alone , But deigns to guide and keep my own ; Speaks not alone the words of fate Which worlds destroy and worlds create , But whispers in my spirit's ear , In tones ...
... waves the spring - time's grassy spires , Guards not archangels ' feet alone , But deigns to guide and keep my own ; Speaks not alone the words of fate Which worlds destroy and worlds create , But whispers in my spirit's ear , In tones ...
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... waves chime ever peacefully ; And no rude storm , how fierce soe'er he flieth , Disturbs the sabbath of that deeper sea . So to the soul that knows Thy love , O Purest , There is a temple peaceful evermore ! And all the babble of life's ...
... waves chime ever peacefully ; And no rude storm , how fierce soe'er he flieth , Disturbs the sabbath of that deeper sea . So to the soul that knows Thy love , O Purest , There is a temple peaceful evermore ! And all the babble of life's ...
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... waves hovered , Flame that imparted the Pentecost tongues , Still be thy presence and glory discovered , Kindling our hearts and inspiring our songs . Comforter , come , with thy great consolation ; Light of the seers and believers of ...
... waves hovered , Flame that imparted the Pentecost tongues , Still be thy presence and glory discovered , Kindling our hearts and inspiring our songs . Comforter , come , with thy great consolation ; Light of the seers and believers of ...
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... soul of pure delight . The stars come nightly to the sky , The tidal wave unto the sea ; Nor time , nor space , nor deep , nor high , Can keep my own away from me . J. BURROUGHS . 81 82 A STRIP OF BLUE . A STRIP OF BLUE.
... soul of pure delight . The stars come nightly to the sky , The tidal wave unto the sea ; Nor time , nor space , nor deep , nor high , Can keep my own away from me . J. BURROUGHS . 81 82 A STRIP OF BLUE . A STRIP OF BLUE.
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... waves are broken precious stones , - Sapphire and amethyst , Washed from celestial basement walls By suns unsetting kissed . Out through the utmost gates of space , Past where the gay stars drift , To the widening Infinite , my soul ...
... waves are broken precious stones , - Sapphire and amethyst , Washed from celestial basement walls By suns unsetting kissed . Out through the utmost gates of space , Past where the gay stars drift , To the widening Infinite , my soul ...
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Garnered Treasures: From the Poets (1878) Intelligencer Friends' Intelligencer No preview available - 2008 |
Garnered Treasures: From the Poets (1878) Intelligencer Friends' Intelligencer No preview available - 2008 |
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Allah ANGEL LOVE bear beauty beneath blessed blest breath bright cheer CHURCH OF HUMANITY creed dark dear death deep despair thou never divine doth dream earth eternal EVERLASTING LOVE evermore eyes fair faith fear feet fern flow flower gentle glad glory God's grace Growing old hast hath heart heaven heavenly holy HYMN Labor lamp life's light Little by little live liveth look Lord LUCY LARCOM morning murmur naught ne'er neath needle night o'er all forever ocean pass path peace pitcher POCAHONTAS praise pray prayer rest RILL rise round shadow shadows fall shine sigh silent smile song sorrow soul spirit strong sunbeams SUSAN COOLIDGE sweet sweet day tears tender thee thine things Thou art Thou wilt thought Thy hand to-day toil trust truth Twas unto voice wait waves weary ween wild WILD ROSE wind word
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Page 109 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Page 133 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar ; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air ; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.
Page 101 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. " ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. " ' Our very hopes belied our fears ; Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. " ' For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed ; — she had Another morn...
Page 130 - Who fathoms the Eternal Thought? Who talks of scheme and plan ? The Lord is God! He needeth not The poor device of man. I walk with bare, hushed feet the ground Ye tread with boldness shod; I dare not fix with mete and bound The love and power of God.
Page 63 - Though long the weary way we tread, And sorrow crown each lingering year, No path we shun, no darkness dread, Our hearts still whispering, Thou art near...
Page 237 - And if some things I do not ask In my cup of blessing be, I would have my spirit filled the more With grateful love to Thee ; More careful, not to serve Thee much, But to please Thee perfectly. There are briers besetting every path, That call for patient care ; There is a cross in every lot, And an earnest need for prayer ; But a lowly heart, that leans on Thee, Is happy anywhere.
Page 118 - OUR fathers' God ! from out whose hand The centuries fall like grains of sand, We meet to-day, united, free, And loyal to our land and Thee, To thank Thee for the era done, And trust Thee for the opening one.
Page 131 - I see the wrong that round me lies, I feel the guilt within ; I hear, with groan and travail-cries, The world confess its sin. Yet in the maddening maze of things, And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed stake my spirit clings: I know that God is good!
Page 246 - A million torches lighted by thy hand Wander unwearied through the blue abyss : They own thy power, accomplish thy command. All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss What shall we call them? Piles of crystal light— A glorious company of golden streams — Lamps of celestial ether, burning bright — Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams ? But thou to these art as the noon to night.
Page 150 - If there be some weaker one, Give me strength to help him on; If a blinder soul there be, Let me guide him nearer Thee. Make my mortal dreams come true With the work I fain would do; Clothe with Life the weak intent, Let me be the thing I meant; Let me find in Thy employ Peace that dearer is than joy; Out of self to love be led And to heaven acclimated, Until...