Sabbation: Honor Neale : and Other PoemsE. Moxon, 1838 - 187 pages |
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Angels art thou aught baptism beautiful betimes blessing bring brought Caliph child dark death dews doth DOVER STREET earnest earth EDWARD MOXON erant evermore face fain fair faith fear feet flowers GERMAN OF RÜCKERT GERTRUDE OF SAXONY glad glorious glory God's grace grief grieve hand happy heard heart heaven heavenly HELLESPONT holy HONOR NEALE hope hope and fear illi illius journey's end land life's light live loathe look Lord Love's man's matrona morning mourn nard neighbour never night nihilum numbers o'er once pain palace pilgrim praise prayer round Sabbath SABBATION seemed shed shouldst sight soul spirit stand Stanza sweet sweetest thing tears thankful thee thine things THOMAS CAMPBELL thou art thou canst thou hast thou wilt thought toil true Twas unto VIII weary wilderness wondering words Wouldst thou XERXES
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Page 116 - SOME murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue : And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night. In palaces are hearts that ask, In discontent and pride, Why life is such a dreary task, And all good things denied : And hearts in poorest huts admire How Love has in their aid, Love that not ever seems to tire, Such rich provision made.
Page 162 - Lord, what a change within us one short hour Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make, What heavy burdens from our bosoms take, What parched grounds refresh, as with a shower ! We kneel, and all around us seems to lower ; We rise, and all, the distant and the near, Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear. We kneel, how weak! we rise, how full of power! Why therefore should we do ourselves this wrong, Or others, that we are not always strong, That we are ever overborne with care, That we...
Page 117 - And if the house be worthy, let your peace come upon it : but if it be not worthy, let your peace return to you.
Page 160 - OUR course is onward, onward into light: What though the darkness gathereth amain, Yet to return or tarry both are vain. How tarry, when around us is thick night ? Whither return ? what flower yet ever might, In days of gloom and cold and stormy rain, Enclose itself in its green bud again, Hiding from wrath of tempest out of sight...
Page 106 - Quick the satrap dashed the goblet down to earth with ready hand, And the liquid sank for ever, lost amid the burning sand-: " Thou hast said that mine my life is till the water of that cup I have drained ; then bid thy servants that spilled water gather up.
Page 167 - WHEN hearts are full of yearning tenderness For the loved absent, whom we cannot reach, By deed or token, gesture or kind speech, The spirit's true affection to express ; When hearts are full of innermost distress, And we are doomed to stand inactive by, Watching the soul's or body's agony, Which human effort helps not to make less...
Page 64 - Perched on a grey head-stone. And God, I said, would never give This light upon the earth, Nor bid in childhood's heart to live These springs of gushing mirth, If our one wisdom were to mourn, And linger with the dead, To nurse, as wisest, thoughts forlorn Of worm and earthy bed.
Page 105 - Harmosan, the last and boldest the invader to defy, Captive overborne by numbers, they were bringing forth to die. Then exclaimed that noble captive — ' Lo ! I perish in my thirst, Give me but one drink of water, and let then arrive the worst.
Page 62 - Among the graves to shout, To laugh and play among the dead, And make this noisy rout.
Page 100 - THOU inevitable day, When a voice to me shall say, " Thou must rise and come away ; " All thine other journeys past, Gird thee, and make ready fast For thy longest and thy last ; " — Day deep-hidden from our sight In impenetrable night, Who may guess of thee aright?