The Bee: A Collection of Poems, Chiefly Designed for the YoungJoseph Blundell, 187, Great Britain-Street, 1828 - 180 Seiten |
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Seite 88
... tell you what I us'd to say- That I would nothing do but play . And so , instead of being taught Some useful business , as ought , To play about was all I sought . And now that I am old and gray , I wander on my lonely way , And beg my ...
... tell you what I us'd to say- That I would nothing do but play . And so , instead of being taught Some useful business , as ought , To play about was all I sought . And now that I am old and gray , I wander on my lonely way , And beg my ...
Seite 89
... tell , Or kiss the place to make it well ? My Mother . Who taught my infant lips to pray , And love God's holy book and day , And walk in wisdom's pleasant way ? And can I ever cease to be Affectionate and kind to thee , Who wast so ...
... tell , Or kiss the place to make it well ? My Mother . Who taught my infant lips to pray , And love God's holy book and day , And walk in wisdom's pleasant way ? And can I ever cease to be Affectionate and kind to thee , Who wast so ...
Seite 124
... tell , She answer'd , sev'n are we , And two of us at Conway dwell , And two are gone to sea . Two of us in the Church - yard lie , A sister and a brother : And in the Church . yard cottage , I Dwell near them , with my mother . You say ...
... tell , She answer'd , sev'n are we , And two of us at Conway dwell , And two are gone to sea . Two of us in the Church - yard lie , A sister and a brother : And in the Church . yard cottage , I Dwell near them , with my mother . You say ...
Seite 130
... tell how To pass the injury by ; My angry spirit will not bow , Nor let resentment die . The heaving billows swell within , Till all is tempest grown ; And thus I share another's sin , And make his guilt my own . But come , my proud ...
... tell how To pass the injury by ; My angry spirit will not bow , Nor let resentment die . The heaving billows swell within , Till all is tempest grown ; And thus I share another's sin , And make his guilt my own . But come , my proud ...
Seite 139
... tell how mean your glories are , How faint and few , compar'd with his . We sing the bright and morning star , Jesus the spring of light and love : See how its rays , diffus'd from far , Conduct us to the realms above ! Its cheering ...
... tell how mean your glories are , How faint and few , compar'd with his . We sing the bright and morning star , Jesus the spring of light and love : See how its rays , diffus'd from far , Conduct us to the realms above ! Its cheering ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
betimes bless'd blessings blest bloom bread breast breath bright burst of joy child Christ creature darkness dear death delight divine dwell earth eternal ev'ry everlasting fair faith fear flow'rs forgive Gittite give glory GOLDEN MEAN grace grief happy hast hear heart heaven heavenly holy hope humble immortal Jesus land lawless range light little maid live Lord will provide morning mortal Mother mourn ne'er Negro Boy never night o'er pain path peace perfect law pleasant spring pleasure poor porringer pow'r pray prayer pride reign reign o'er rest rich rise Saviour shine sight sing sinners sins skies sleep smiling soul spirit spread star star of Bethlehem sweet Teach tears thee thine thou art thought throne thy love Thy mercy thy praise truth Twas Twill vex'd voice vows to thee wakes the dead wings wisdom word youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 83 - Though in the paths of death I tread. With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord ! art with me still; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Seite 94 - If I am right, Thy grace impart Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way!
Seite 55 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Seite 153 - From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise ; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
Seite 154 - Mercies, O my God, My rising Soul surveys; Transported with the View, I'm lost In Wonder, Love, and Praise. W! O how shall Words with equal Warmth The Gratitude declare That glows within my Ravish'd Heart ! But thou canst read it there. Thy Providence my Life sustain'd And all my Wants redrest, When in the silent Womb I lay, And hung upon the Breast.
Seite 115 - And darkness and doubt are now flying away, No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn : So breaks on the traveller, faint and astray, The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn. See truth, love, and mercy, in triumph descending, And nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom ! On the cold cheek of death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb ! EARLY PIETY.
Seite 174 - The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.
Seite 41 - Tis the voice of the sluggard ; I heard him complain, " You have waked me too soon, I must slumber again." As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. "A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
Seite 67 - THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign ; Infinite 'day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.
Seite 144 - For though in dreadful whirls we hung High on the broken wave, I knew thou wert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save.