Sacred PoemsClark, Austin & Smith, 1858 - 126 Seiten |
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Absalom agony angel Bathsheba beautiful beneath blue bosom bow'd breast breath bright broke brow call'd cheek cherub child Christ clasp'd countenance curls dark dead Dear mother death deep disciples dost dream dream Angelic drew earth face faint fair feet fell flowers folds Follow'd forehead gather'd gazed gentle Gethsemane grew hair hand hast hath heart heaven Helon hour hung Israel Jerusalem Jesus Jews knelt laid latchet Lazarus lean'd leaves leper leprosy lifted light lips look look'd Mary Mephibosheth morning mourner murmur N. P. WILLIS Nain night o'er pass'd pray pray'd prayer press'd pulse Rizpah rose sackcloth Saviour Sea of Galilee seem'd silent sleep smile soft soft eyes soul spirit stars stay'd stir stole stood sweet tears tenderness thee thine thou thought touch'd trembling trod turn'd Twas voice walk'd watch'd weary wept wings wont
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Seite 19 - And lo ! the scales fell from him, and his blood Coursed with delicious coolness through his veins, And his dry palms grew moist, and on his brow The dewy softness of an infant's stole. His leprosy was cleansed, and he fell down Prostrate at Jesus
Seite 44 - Alas ! my noble boy ! that thou shouldst die ! Thou, who wert made so beautifully fair ! That death should settle in thy glorious eye, And leave his stillness in this clustering hair ! How could he mark thee for the silent tomb ! My proud boy, Absalom...
Seite 18 - The voice was like the master-tone Of a rich instrument — most strangely sweet ; And the dull pulses of disease awoke, And for a moment beat beneath the hot And leprous scales with a restoring thrill. " Helon ! arise !" and he forgot his curse, And rose and stood before Him.
Seite 41 - King David's limbs were weary. He had fled From far Jerusalem; and now he stood, With his faint people, for a little rest Upon the shore of Jordan. The light wind Of morn was stirring...
Seite 17 - And now depart! and when Thy heart is heavy, and thine eyes are dim, Lift up thy prayer beseechingly to Him, Who, from the tribes of men, Selected thee to feel his chastening rod — Depart! O leper! and forget not God!
Seite 17 - And he went forth — alone ! Not one of all the many whom he loved, nor she whose name was woven in the fibres of his heart, breaking within him now, to come and speak comfort unto him.
Seite 120 - ON the cross-beam under the Old South bell The nest of a pigeon is builded well. In summer and winter that bird is there, Out and in with the morning air : I love to see him track the street...
Seite 43 - The matchless symmetry of Absalom. His hair was yet unshorn, and silken curls Were floating round the tassels as they swayed To the admitted air, as glossy now As when, in hours of gentle dalliance, bathing The snowy fingers of Judea's daughters.
Seite 43 - The soldiers of the king trod to and fro, Clad in the garb of battle ; and their chief, The mighty Joab, stood beside the bier, And gazed upon the dark pall steadfastly, As if he feared the slumberer might stir.
Seite 60 - All things are dark to sorrow ; and the light And loveliness, and fragrant air were sad To the dejected Hagar. The moist earth Was pouring...