Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious VerseHenry Charles Beeching |
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Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse H C (Henry Charles) 1859-19 Beeching No preview available - 2016 |
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Andrew Marvell angels awake Awake and sing babe beauty behold blessed blest bliss blood breast breath bright child Christ clouds creatures dark dear death delight divine doth dust dwell earth eternal eyes fair faith Father fear fire flame flowers Frederick William Faber George Crabbe Giles Fletcher give glorious glory God's gold grace hand hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope hour HYMN John Byrom John Milton Joseph Beaumont keep King light live look Lord mercy morning Nature's never night o'er pain peace pleasure praise pray prayer rest Robert Herrick Samuel Taylor Coleridge shine sigh sight sing sleep smile song sorrow soul soul's sound spirit stars sweet tears Thee thine things Thomas Chatterton Thou art thou dost Thou hast thought throne Thyself unto verses voice wake weary weep William Habington wings
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Page 262 - Thou makest thine appeal to me: I bring to life, I bring to death: The spirit does but mean the breath: I know no more.
Page 199 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head...
Page 12 - Even such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust ; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust. My God shall raise me up, I trust ! ELIZABETHAN MISCELLANIES.
Page 210 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
Page 28 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend...
Page 131 - This is the month, and this the happy morn Wherein the Son of Heaven's Eternal King Of wedded maid and virgin mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring...
Page 11 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
Page 209 - The task, in smoother walks to stray; But thee I now would serve more strictly,, if I may. Through no disturbance of my soul, Or strong compunction in me wrought, I supplicate for thy control; But in the quietness of thought: Me this unchartered freedom tires; I feel the weight of chance -desires : My hopes no more must change their name, I long for a repose that ever is the same . Stern Lawgiver!
Page 240 - EAD, kindly light, amid the encircling -*— ' gloom, Lead Thou me on ! The night is dark, and I am fa'r from home — Lead Thou me on ! Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see The distant scene, — one step enough for me.
Page 211 - Is lightened : — that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on, • — Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul : While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things.