Poems: Original and SelectedFor the Author, 1847 - 144 pages |
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... Sacred Scriptures sought to find A shelter , to secure me from life's blast , - For I had early learned youth's buoyant wave , Unrippled by the gentlest zephyr's breath , Could be immured in indiscretion's grave , By error's tempest ...
... Sacred Scriptures sought to find A shelter , to secure me from life's blast , - For I had early learned youth's buoyant wave , Unrippled by the gentlest zephyr's breath , Could be immured in indiscretion's grave , By error's tempest ...
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... sacred wisdom shall be all my theme . Or should life's term not thus protracted be , Should sickness seize , death throw his well poised dart , I will lament that I have squandered thee , So ghost of murdered hours from me depart . Not ...
... sacred wisdom shall be all my theme . Or should life's term not thus protracted be , Should sickness seize , death throw his well poised dart , I will lament that I have squandered thee , So ghost of murdered hours from me depart . Not ...
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... sacred truths , sought but the approval of their Lord ; But , when through signs and wonders wrought , Emperors and Kings received the word , That all this blessing should receive , deemed it expedient and right , In one firm , grand ...
... sacred truths , sought but the approval of their Lord ; But , when through signs and wonders wrought , Emperors and Kings received the word , That all this blessing should receive , deemed it expedient and right , In one firm , grand ...
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... Sacred Spirit's lambient flame , Prefigured by a touch of hallowing fire- Refine , illume , and with well - tempered zeal , And love to precious souls my breast inspire ! No ill shall daunt me ; nor shall pleasure lure ; Thus aided I ...
... Sacred Spirit's lambient flame , Prefigured by a touch of hallowing fire- Refine , illume , and with well - tempered zeal , And love to precious souls my breast inspire ! No ill shall daunt me ; nor shall pleasure lure ; Thus aided I ...
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... sacred caves , Or in the deep wood silently , Met where thick branches o'er them waved , To seek the hope thy record gave , When thou wert a forbidden thing , And the strong chain and bloody grave Were all on earth thy love could bring ...
... sacred caves , Or in the deep wood silently , Met where thick branches o'er them waved , To seek the hope thy record gave , When thou wert a forbidden thing , And the strong chain and bloody grave Were all on earth thy love could bring ...
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adieu African slave trade amazing grace Art thou banner behold bend blessings blest bliss bloom breast breath brow cease celestial charms cheer Cherubims Christian crown dark dear death divine earth earthly fair wisdom's faithful fame fear flame fled flowers flowing tears folly's footsteps ghost of murdered glad glory Gospel grace grave hand happy hear heart Heaven heavenly HENRY MOWBRAY hope I'm a slave immortal inauspicious days Jesus joys kind land last trump life's light Lord mercy mind mortal murdered hours ne'er neath o'er obey path peace perfect bliss Pilgrim Plato pleasures praise prayer precious proclaim pure Redeemer resign rest rich round sacred salvation Savior's scene seraph shade shed shine skies smile sorrow soul spirit sway sweet tears thee thine thou throne time's tomb truth utmost votaries wave WILLIAM LEGGETT wisdom word youthful
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Page 56 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, . Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Page 104 - There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And while the mouldering ashes sleep Low in the ground...
Page 57 - midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Page 31 - So he drove out the man: and he placed at the east of the garden of Eden cherubims, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep the way of the tree of life.
Page 104 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, — They softly lie and sweetly sleep Low in the ground. The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deep repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. I long to lay this painful head And aching heart beneath the soil, — To slumber in that dreamless bed, From all my toil...
Page 105 - Whate'er thy lot — whoe'er thou be, Confess thy folly, — kiss the rod ; And in thy chastening sorrows see The hand of GOD.
Page 88 - Nay, speak no ill ! a kindly word Can never leave a sting behind, And oh ! to breathe each tale we've heard Is far beneath a noble mind.
Page 43 - Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; Christ and His love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on Him.