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... Martyr of Antioch , where we have the lovely picture of a young female only a little lower than the angels- and Belshazzar , in which he has contrasted , with the strongest light and shade , the last night of pomp and revelry in Babylon ...
... Martyr of Antioch , where we have the lovely picture of a young female only a little lower than the angels- and Belshazzar , in which he has contrasted , with the strongest light and shade , the last night of pomp and revelry in Babylon ...
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... st it much with cilice , scourge , and fast , To macerate thy all too pamper'd body ... martyr's flames Like nuptial robes ; -far worse , to drag to the stake My ... Antioch , and when holy Babylas Withstood his entrance to the Christian ...
... st it much with cilice , scourge , and fast , To macerate thy all too pamper'd body ... martyr's flames Like nuptial robes ; -far worse , to drag to the stake My ... Antioch , and when holy Babylas Withstood his entrance to the Christian ...
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... death ? Serene the old man walk'd The crowded streets ; at every pause the yell Of the mad people made , his voice ... Martyr of Antioch , THE GROVE OF DAPHNE . My way is through the dim licentious Daphne , And evening darkens round my ...
... death ? Serene the old man walk'd The crowded streets ; at every pause the yell Of the mad people made , his voice ... Martyr of Antioch , THE GROVE OF DAPHNE . My way is through the dim licentious Daphne , And evening darkens round my ...
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... Martyr of Antioch . THE LOVE OF GOD . TWO SONNETS . Love Thee ! -oh , Thou , the world's eternal Sire ! Whose palace is the vast infinity , Time , space , height , depth , oh God ! are full of Thee , And sun - eyed seraphs tremble and ...
... Martyr of Antioch . THE LOVE OF GOD . TWO SONNETS . Love Thee ! -oh , Thou , the world's eternal Sire ! Whose palace is the vast infinity , Time , space , height , depth , oh God ! are full of Thee , And sun - eyed seraphs tremble and ...
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... run their everlasting race , Shall all the Beatific Hosts prolong , Wide as the glory of the Lamb , the Lamb's triumphant song ! H. Cerball From The Martyr of Antioch . CHeath THIS writer , who obtained a high celebrity by a. MILMAN . 347.
... run their everlasting race , Shall all the Beatific Hosts prolong , Wide as the glory of the Lamb , the Lamb's triumphant song ! H. Cerball From The Martyr of Antioch . CHeath THIS writer , who obtained a high celebrity by a. MILMAN . 347.
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Page 111 - 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 417 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, — While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue...
Page 109 - No more shall grief of mine the season wrong; I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng, The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep, And all the earth is gay; Land and sea 30 Give themselves up to jollity...
Page 106 - My brother John and I. And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.' ' How many are you, then,' said I, * If they two are in heaven ?' Quick was the little Maid's reply,
Page 413 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Page 112 - Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower; We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind...
Page 380 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Page 414 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy...
Page 167 - That sometimes from the savage den, And sometimes from the darksome shade, And sometimes starting up at once In green and sunny glade, There came and looked him in the face An angel beautiful and bright, And that he knew it was a fiend...
Page 108 - 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 passed away a glory from the earth.