The Silver Store: Collected from Mediæval Christian and Jewish MinesLongmans, Green, and Company, 1868 - Počet stran: 197 |
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Silver Store: Collected from Mediaeval, Christian, and Jewish Mines Sabine Baring-Gould Úplné zobrazení - 1898 |
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Strana 78 - The Olive Tree Said an ancient hermit, bending Half in prayer upon his knee, "-Oil I need for midnight watching, I desire an olive tree." Then he took a tender sapling, Planted it before his cave, Spread his trembling hands above it, As his benison he gave. But he thought, the rain it needeth, That the root may drink and swell; " God ! I pray Thee send Thy showers ! " So a gentle shower fell. " Lord, I ask for beams of summer, Cherishing this little child.
Strana 73 - Forth from out the western door Came the Abbot ; him before Went a brother with his crook, And a boy a bell who rung, And a silver censer swung, Whilst another bore the book. Then the Abbot raised his hand, Looking to the swallow band, Saying, " Ite missa est ! Christian birds, depart in peace, As your cares of summer cease, Swallows, enter on your rest. ' " Now the winter snow must fall, Wrapping earth as with a pall, And the stormy winds arise. Go to distant lands where glow Deathless suns, where...
Strana 24 - God will help us In this hour of bitter loss." Then one spied a Robin Redbreast Sitting on a wayside cross. Doubtless came the bird in answer To the words the monk did speak, For a heavy wheat-ear dangled From the Robin's polished beak. Then the brothers, as he dropped it, Picked it up and careful sowed, And abundantly in autumn Reaped the harvest where they strewed.
Strana 82 - Thus he spake, and at the word They were silent, naught was heard. He continued, with a smile : ' All ye green things on the earth, Bless the Lord who gave you birth, And for ever magnify.
Strana 79 - To its God my little tree ; He who made knew what it needed Better than a man like me. 'Laid I on Him no condition, Fixed no ways and means ; so I Wonder not my olive thriveth, Whilst thy olive tree did die.