Co říkají ostatní - Napsat recenzi
Na obvyklých místech jsme nenalezli žádné recenze.
Další vydání - Zobrazit všechny
angels anniversary beauty birth Birthday bless born breath bright bring cheer child close comes crown dark dear death delight died doth dream early earth Epigram eyes fair fall fame fear feel flowers gift give glad golden grace grave growing hand happy hath head heart heaven honour hope hour human Jonson King later leave life's light lines live look Lord middle mind morning nature never night o'er once pain pass past peace pleasure poem poet poetry poor present Prince Queen rest ring roses round seen sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring star sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought true truth verses voice wife wing wish wonder written young youth
Strana xxi - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid...
Strana 106 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Strana 73 - Open the temple gates unto my love, Open them wide that she may enter in, And all the posts adorn as doth behove, And all the pillars deck with garlands trim, For to receive this Saint with honour due, That cometh in to you. With trembling steps, and humble reverence She cometh in, before th' Almighty's view; Of her ye virgins learn obedience, When so ye come into those holy places, To humble your proud faces : Bring her up to th...
Strana 164 - ABIDE with me ; fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me.
Strana 110 - The sword, the banner, and the field, Glory and Greece, around me see! The Spartan, borne upon his shield, Was not more free. Awake! (not Greece — she is awake!) Awake, my spirit! Think through whom Thy life-blood tracks its parent lake. And then strike home!
Strana xxi - That the mighty Pan Was kindly come to live with them below; Perhaps their loves, or else their sheep, Was all that did their silly thoughts so busy keep.
Strana 38 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Strana xxi - Ring out, ye crystal spheres! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the bass of Heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Strana 12 - ONE by one the sands are flowing, One by one the moments fall ; Some are coming, some are going ; Do not strive to grasp them all. One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach.