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 ...
Pompeii! city of the dead,-entombed Two thousand years in clouds of ashes,-still Remains to tell of long forgotten times, When ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
O! bring me flow'rs, and I will wreathe A chaplet for thy hair, And as I twine each bud't will ...
Sleep hath its own world, And a wide realm of wild reality, And dreams in their developement have breath, And ...
Spring is the time when the sunshine is stealing And breaking through clouds o'er a landscape of green, Awakening new ...
Dearest, let me sit still watching by thee, Softly will I breathe, and softly weep; Sorrow's cup is now familiar ...
Bright and beautiful sea! I love thee well- In sunshine, oh bear me away; On thy bosom I'll ride, when ...
I would wake the shell And lull my senses to forgetfulness With its sweet melody.- Unpublished Poem. Oh pardon for ...
I once could hope-alas! no more Her bright wings wave for me; The sunlit hours of life are o'er, I ...
Life is at best a thorny path, Then let us pluck the flowers, And cease to weep For those who ...
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