Sabbath Bells Chimed by the PoetsE. H. Butler & Company, 1857 - 128 من الصفحات |
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ANON beauty beneath blessed blest bliss bloom boughs breast breath breeze bright burst Of joy calm CHARLES LAMB chime cincture clock The hour cloud COVENANTERS CURFEW BELL DAY OF REST dear death deep delight earth enzones Eternity flowers gleam glen God's guard us deign hail hallowed Hark hath heard heart heaven Heaven's gate heavenly hill holy house of prayer hushed HYMN labor light lonely Lord to guard lowly man's MANT mingle mute neath night o'er peace peal Philomela poor praise pray reigned repose rill Sabbath bell SABBATH EVE sacred silent sing skies sleep smiles soft solemn song soothing soul sound spirit star stream SUNDAY WALKS sweet to hear swells temple thee thine all-prevailing thou vouchsafe thought throne toil trees Unless the Lord VILLAGE CHURCH village clock voice wakes and watches wings WINTER SABBATH WALK worship
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 20 - The indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a Friend, and with His blood ; The couch of time ; care's balm and bay ; The week were dark, but for thy light ; Thy torch doth show the way.
الصفحة 21 - Whom, if we were not very dull, We could not choose but look on still ; Since there is no place so alone The which he doth not fill. Sundays the pillars are, On which Heaven's palace arched lies : The other days fill up the spare And hollow room with vanities.
الصفحة 64 - THIS is the place. Stand still, my steed, Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy Past The forms that once have been.
الصفحة 93 - Mornings are mysteries : the first, world's youth, Man's resurrection, and the future's bud, Shroud in their births ; the crown of life, light, truth, Is styled their star; the stone and hidden food : Three blessings wait upon them, one of which Should move — they make us holy, happy, rich.
الصفحة 119 - Though fresh within your breasts th' untroubled springs Of hope make melody where'er ye tread, And o'er your sleep, bright shadows from the wings Of spirits visiting but youth, be spread ; Yet in those flute-like voices mingling low, Is woman's tenderness — how soon her...
الصفحة 118 - tis a holy hour. The quiet room Seems like a temple, while yon soft lamp sheds A faint and starry radiance, through the gloom And the sweet stillness, down on...
الصفحة 21 - The Sundays of man's life, Threaded together on time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal glorious King. On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife, More plentiful than hope.
الصفحة 60 - CHILD, amidst the flowers at play, While the red light fades away ; Mother, with thine earnest eye, Ever following silently ; Father, by the breeze of eve Call'd thy harvest work to leave — Pray : ere yet the dark hours be, Lift the heart and bend the knee...
الصفحة 22 - And did enclose this light for his; That, as each beast his manger knows, Man might not of his fodder miss. Christ hath took in this piece of ground, And made a garden there for those Who want herbs for their wound. The rest of our creation Our great Redeemer did remove With the same shake which, at his passion, Did the earth and all things with it move. As Samson bore the doors away, Christ's hands, though nail'd, wrought our salvation, And did unhinge that day.
الصفحة 93 - Is styled their star ; the stone and hidden food : Three blessings wait upon them, one of which Should move — they make us holy, happy, rich. When the world's up, and every swarm abroad, Keep well thy temper, mix not with each clay...