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... doth Me worse than My ded . " " Son , how I terés werne ? I see the bloody streames erne From Thine heart to my feet . " " Mother , now I may thee seye , Better is that I one deye Than all mankind to hellé go . " " Son , I see Thy body ...
... doth Me worse than My ded . " " Son , how I terés werne ? I see the bloody streames erne From Thine heart to my feet . " " Mother , now I may thee seye , Better is that I one deye Than all mankind to hellé go . " " Son , I see Thy body ...
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... maiden , who is this bairn That thou bearest in thine arm ? Sir , it is a Kingés Son , That in Heaven above doth wone . Mater , ora , etc. Man to father He hath none , But Himself God I I FIFTEENTH CENTURY CAROLS THE KING'S SON II.
... maiden , who is this bairn That thou bearest in thine arm ? Sir , it is a Kingés Son , That in Heaven above doth wone . Mater , ora , etc. Man to father He hath none , But Himself God I I FIFTEENTH CENTURY CAROLS THE KING'S SON II.
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... doth say : Veritas de terra orta est ! " Then passed the shepherds from that place , And followed by the starres beam , That was so bright afore their face , It brought them straight unto Bethlem . So bright it shone , on all the realm ...
... doth say : Veritas de terra orta est ! " Then passed the shepherds from that place , And followed by the starres beam , That was so bright afore their face , It brought them straight unto Bethlem . So bright it shone , on all the realm ...
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... doth no good : If court and church reply , Then give them both the lie . Tell potentates , they live Acting by others ' action ; Not loved unless they give , Not strong but by a faction : If potentates reply , Give potentates the lie ...
... doth no good : If court and church reply , Then give them both the lie . Tell potentates , they live Acting by others ' action ; Not loved unless they give , Not strong but by a faction : If potentates reply , Give potentates the lie ...
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... where lasting freedomes be ; Which breakes the clowdes , and opens forth the light , That doth both shine , and giue us sight to see . O take fast hold ; let that light be thy 28 SIR PHILIP SIDNEY SIR PHILIP SIDNEY (1554) SONNET.
... where lasting freedomes be ; Which breakes the clowdes , and opens forth the light , That doth both shine , and giue us sight to see . O take fast hold ; let that light be thy 28 SIR PHILIP SIDNEY SIR PHILIP SIDNEY (1554) SONNET.
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A Manual of Mystic Verse: Being a Choice of Meditative and Mystic Poems Louise Collier Willcox No preview available - 2016 |
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ALICE MEYNELL angels beauty behold blest bliss blood breast breath bright canst child Christ clouds dark dead dear death deep delight didst divine dost doth dream dust earth EDWARD DOWDEN eternal eyes face fair faith fear feet fire flame flesh flowers forgive Francis Thompson give glory grave H. C. BEECHING hand hath heart heaven heavenly hell HERBERT TRENCH holy hope hour immortal John Donne King life's light live Lord Mother naught never night o'er pain peace Percy Society poem prayer R. D. Blackmore rest sacring-bell sail saith sense shalt shine sigh sight silent sing skies Sleeping at last song sorrow spring stars strife Sweet Spirit comfort T. E. BROWN tears Tell thee THEODORE WATTS-DUNTON thine things Thomas Traherne Thou art Thou hast thought truth Tyrle unto voice weep wilt thou wind wings wonder word youth
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Page 176 - 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...
Page 142 - Delight and liberty, the simple creed Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest, With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast : 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 realised...
Page 151 - The hills Rock-ribbed, and ancient as the sun, the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods — rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green ; and, poured round all, Old ocean's gray and melancholy waste, — Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Page 166 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! 10 And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Page 141 - Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy Soul's immensity ; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet ! Seer blest ! On whom those truths do rest, Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Page 255 - Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Page 58 - I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I \ Truth, Lord, but I have marr'd them : let my shame Go where it doth deserve.
Page 137 - The Rainbow comes and goes, And lovely is the Rose, The Moon doth with delight Look round her when the heavens are bare; Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair; The sunshine is a glorious birth; But yet I know, where'er I go, That there hath past away a glory from the earth.
Page 205 - Oh, dreadful is the check — intense the agony — When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see; When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again, The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.
Page 93 - My soul, there is a country Far beyond the stars, Where stands a winged sentry All skilful in the wars; There above noise, and danger Sweet peace sits crowned with smiles, And one born in a manger Commands the beauteous files; He is thy gracious friend, And (O, my Soul, awake!) Did in pure love descend To die here for thy sake. If thou canst get but thither, There grows the flower of peace, The rose that cannot wither, Thy fortress, and thy ease; Leave then thy foolish ranges, For none can thee secure,...