Poetical Recreation

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W.G. Blackie, 1870 - 172 pages
 

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Page 87 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 95 - So Moses the servant of the LORD died there in the land of Moab, according to the word of the LORD. And he buried him in a valley in the land of Moab, over against Beth-peor: but no man knoweth of his sepulchre unto this day.
Page 75 - Britannia needs no bulwarks, No towers along the steep ; Her march is o'er the mountain waves, Her home is on the deep.
Page 67 - Ye forests, bend, ye harvests, wave, to Him ; Breathe your still song into the reaper's heart, As home he goes beneath the joyous moon. Ye that keep watch in heaven, as earth asleep Unconscious lies, effuse your mildest beams, Ye constellations, while your angels strike Amid the spangled sky the silver lyre.
Page 110 - And he saith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm.
Page 115 - And he saw them toiling in rowing; for the wind was contrary unto them: and about the fourth watch of the night he cometh unto them, walking upon the sea, and would have passed by them.
Page 125 - And when Herod would have brought him forth, the same night Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, bound with two chains ; and the keepers before the door kept the prison.
Page 121 - Then were the disciples glad, when they saw the Lord."— JOHN xx.
Page 17 - Funditur ater ubique cruor : dant funera ferro Certantes, pulchramque petunt per vulnera mortem. At medias inter caedes exsultat Amazon, Unum exserta latus pugnae, pharetrata Camilla ; Et nunc lenta manu spargens hastilia denset, 650 Nunc validam dextra rapit indefessa bipennem.
Page 70 - How lovely is thy dwelling place O Lord of hosts, to me ! — The tabernacles of thy grace How pleasant, Lord, they be...

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