Yesterday, To-day, and For Ever: Book X. – The Millennial Sabbath (Edward Henry Bickersteth Poems)
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
Yet once more, Harp of prophecy, once moreFondly I come soliciting thine aid;By whose celestial minstrelsy inspiredThe saintly Enoch walk'd ...
Farewell to thee, December!-thou art bearing on thy blast The fleeting moments of the year-how very near the last; Eldest ...
Here rest my friend,-thy wanderings stay, And take a seat, while yet ye may, Within this hallowed spot; Here taste ...
A lily's odour-holy angels' light- The tints of twilight bidding day farewell- The plaint of friends-the bosom's heaving swell- The ...
Oh! bring me the lily-the pure and the pale, See, yonder it grows in the far lonely vale, And its ...
Bright and beautiful sea! I love thee well- In sunshine, oh bear me away; On thy bosom I'll ride, when ...
Hark, how the thunder roars!-along the sky Shivers the ghastly bolt from east to west; A burning canopy o'er all ...
Thy plaintive muse responds to mine, And bids me speak no more of pain; Ah! could I sweep some chords ...
Forget!-Ah! 'tis a bitter word When spoken thus by thee, The music of life's fitful chord Will now unheeded be. ...
Thy melody has ceased to charm, A nation mourns for thee. Loved songstress! whither art thou fled? Too lately known,-too ...
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