Poems of youth and ageHolt, 1915 - Poetry |
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Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East , the horizon adorning , Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining , Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore ...
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East , the horizon adorning , Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining , Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore ...
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Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East , the horizon adorning , Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! Reginald Heber ( 1783–1826 ] CHRISTMAS BELLS I HEARD the bells on Christmas Day Their old , familiar carols ...
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East , the horizon adorning , Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid ! Reginald Heber ( 1783–1826 ] CHRISTMAS BELLS I HEARD the bells on Christmas Day Their old , familiar carols ...
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Page 206 - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Page 439 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 319 - THE SOLITARY REAPER. BEHOLD her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland Lass ! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass ! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen ! for the Vale profound Is overflowing with the sound.
Page 456 - BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad. That he sings in his boat on the bay! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will...
Page 357 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Page 357 - The rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the rose; The moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath passed away a glory from the earth.
Page 79 - Sweet and low, sweet and low, Wind of the western sea, Low, low, breathe and blow, Wind of the western sea ! Over the rolling waters go, Come from the dying moon, and blow, Blow him again to me ; While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Page 218 - Nature that heard such sound Beneath the hollow round Of Cynthia's seat, the airy region thrilling, Now was almost won To think her part was done, And that her reign had here its last fulfilling; She knew such harmony alone Could hold all Heaven and Earth in happier union.
Page 217 - Only with speeches fair She woos the gentle air To hide her guilty front with innocent snow, And on her naked shame, Pollute with sinful blame, The saintly veil of maiden white to throw; Confounded, that her Maker's eyes Should look so near upon her foul deformities.
Page 425 - I REMEMBER, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away!
Bibliographic information
| Title | Poems of youth and age Volume 1, Pages 1-456 of The Home Book of Verse; American and English, 1580-1912: With an Appendix Containing a Few Well-known Poems in Other Languages, Burton Egbert Stevenson |
| Compiled by | Burton Egbert Stevenson |
| Publisher | Holt, 1915 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 28 Nov 2006 |
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