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 ...
Pompeii! city of the dead,-entombed Two thousand years in clouds of ashes,-still Remains to tell of long forgotten times, When ...
I.God is our strength and song, The Rock of our salvation: His courts of prayer, ye people, throng, And anthems ...
Mourn, Persia, mourn! thy charms decay; Proud Ispahan, the seat of power, Is shorn by time's relentless sway Of her ...
The balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to this speaking quietude That wraps this moveless ...
I have gazed o'er the hills in the day's soft decline, And my thoughts they have wandered to that fairer ...
Dearest, let me sit still watching by thee, Softly will I breathe, and softly weep; Sorrow's cup is now familiar ...
I may not hear those sounds, my child, They waken thoughts of other days; And my sad breast with yearnings ...
Bid me sigh it in thine ear, I may scarce its utterance tell; Bid me hide it in a tear, ...
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