Companions of the Way: Being Selections for Morning and Evening ReadingMethuen, 1908 - 745 páginas |
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... deep shadow of foreseen distress , And from the nameless weariness that grows As life's long day seems wearing to its close ; Thou Life within my life , than self more near ! Thou veiled Presence infinitely clear ! From all illusive ...
... deep shadow of foreseen distress , And from the nameless weariness that grows As life's long day seems wearing to its close ; Thou Life within my life , than self more near ! Thou veiled Presence infinitely clear ! From all illusive ...
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... deep utterance of a Indeed , there cannot be a threat that is not the deep utterance of a truth , for no man can permanently eternal necessities of things , —not Is it not , then , as if it said , " The dies in its sinning , dies ...
... deep utterance of a Indeed , there cannot be a threat that is not the deep utterance of a truth , for no man can permanently eternal necessities of things , —not Is it not , then , as if it said , " The dies in its sinning , dies ...
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... deep in sin and pain- Great heights and depths were surely seen , But oh ! the dreary waste between— Small lives , not base perhaps , but mean : Their selfish efforts for the right , Or cowardice that keeps from sin , Content to only ...
... deep in sin and pain- Great heights and depths were surely seen , But oh ! the dreary waste between— Small lives , not base perhaps , but mean : Their selfish efforts for the right , Or cowardice that keeps from sin , Content to only ...
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... deep and sacred gloom Where wounded hearts may enter in ; For every sorrow ' tis a tomb , A hiding - place for every sin . There bitter pangs of woe and loss , There bitter pains of shame - the chief , Are hidden by the Saviour's Cross ...
... deep and sacred gloom Where wounded hearts may enter in ; For every sorrow ' tis a tomb , A hiding - place for every sin . There bitter pangs of woe and loss , There bitter pains of shame - the chief , Are hidden by the Saviour's Cross ...
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... Softly bids me welcome back . Thoughts of perfect gifts it brings , Thoughts of deep enduring things , — Thoughts of joy I yet may see Hidden in Thy word for me . A. L. WARING 31 Jan. Morning THE CROSS DORA GREEN- WELL Henceforth I 61.
... Softly bids me welcome back . Thoughts of perfect gifts it brings , Thoughts of deep enduring things , — Thoughts of joy I yet may see Hidden in Thy word for me . A. L. WARING 31 Jan. Morning THE CROSS DORA GREEN- WELL Henceforth I 61.
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Términos y frases comunes
angels April Morning beauty behold BENJAMIN JOWETT blessed breath calm child Christ COVENTRY PATMORE dark dawn dear death deep divine doth dream earth ELEANOR HAMILTON eternal eyes face faith Father fear feel feet GEORGE ADAM SMITH glory God's grace grief happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY VAUGHAN holy hope human infinite JEAN INGELOW Jesus JOHN CAIRD JOHN RUSKIN JOWETT July Morning June Morning Kingdom light live look Lord March Morning MATTHEW ARNOLD mind nature never night pain path peace perfect poems praise pray prayer religion rest secret Sept shalt silence sing song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet T. E. BROWN tears Thee Thine things Thou art Thou hast Thou wilt thought Thy hand thyself truth unto vision voice W. B. YEATS weary WILLIAM RALPH INGE WILLIAM WORDS ΙΟ
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Página 467 - What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower...
Página 273 - Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world Is lightened: — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on,— Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: 319 While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the...
Página 458 - CHARACTER OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR. WHO is the happy Warrior ? Who is he That every Man in arms should wish to be ? It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought Upon the plan that pleased his childish thought : Whose high endeavours are an inward light That makes the path before him always bright...
Página 166 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Página 169 - Not for these I raise The song of thanks and praise; But for those obstinate questionings Of sense and outward things, Fallings from us, vanishings; Blank misgivings of a Creature Moving about in worlds not realized, High instincts before which our mortal Nature Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised...
Página 84 - And the foundations of the wall of the city were garnished with all manner of precious stones. The first foundation was jasper; the second, sapphire; the third, a chalcedony ; the fourth, an emerald ; the fifth, sardonyx; the sixth, sardius; the seventh, chrysolite ; the eighth, beryl ; the ninth, a topaz; the tenth, a chrysoprasus ; the eleventh, a jacinth; the twelfth, an amethyst.
Página 296 - Myself will to my darling be Both law and impulse: and with me The girl, in rock and plain In earth and heaven, in glade and bower Shall feel an overseeing power To kindle or restrain. 'She shall be sportive as the fawn That wild with glee across the lawn Or up the mountain springs; And hers shall be the breathing balm, And hers the silence and the calm* Of mute insensate things.
Página 576 - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
Página 445 - 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.
Página 33 - I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great Ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres Like a vast shadow moved; in which the world And all her train were hurled.