A New Library of Poetry and Song, Volume 2William Cullen Bryant Doubleday, page, 1925 |
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Pagina 358
... hour Of the insulting tempter's power , – Turn , O , turn a favoring eye , Hear our solemn litany ! By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept ; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode ; By the ...
... hour Of the insulting tempter's power , – Turn , O , turn a favoring eye , Hear our solemn litany ! By the sacred griefs that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept ; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode ; By the ...
Pagina 359
William Cullen Bryant. THE HOLY SPIRIT . In the hour of my distress , When temptations me oppress , And when I my sins confess , Sweet Spirit , comfort me ! When I lie within my bed , Sick at heart , and sick in head , And with doubts ...
William Cullen Bryant. THE HOLY SPIRIT . In the hour of my distress , When temptations me oppress , And when I my sins confess , Sweet Spirit , comfort me ! When I lie within my bed , Sick at heart , and sick in head , And with doubts ...
Pagina 361
... the dish Of flesh , yet still To fill The platter high with fish ? Is it to fast an hour , Or ragg'd to go , Or show A downcast look , and sour ? Prayer for the health of all that are diseased , POEMS OF RELIGION . 361.
... the dish Of flesh , yet still To fill The platter high with fish ? Is it to fast an hour , Or ragg'd to go , Or show A downcast look , and sour ? Prayer for the health of all that are diseased , POEMS OF RELIGION . 361.
Pagina 363
... hour of prime . Disperse it , as now light dispels the dark . PRAISE . To write a verse or two is all the praise ... hours begin . May not the darkness hide it from my face ? You cannot miss that inn . Shall I meet other wayfarers at ...
... hour of prime . Disperse it , as now light dispels the dark . PRAISE . To write a verse or two is all the praise ... hours begin . May not the darkness hide it from my face ? You cannot miss that inn . Shall I meet other wayfarers at ...
Pagina 368
... hours of my heart , For the bloom of life is withered , And I hasten to depart . Only waiting till the angels Open wide the mystic gate , At whose feet I long have lingered , Weary , poor , and desolate . Even now I hear the footsteps ...
... hours of my heart , For the bloom of life is withered , And I hasten to depart . Only waiting till the angels Open wide the mystic gate , At whose feet I long have lingered , Weary , poor , and desolate . Even now I hear the footsteps ...
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