Peter Sinning And Repenting (John Newton Poems)
When Peter boasted, soon he fell,Yet was by grace restored;His case should be regarded wellBy all who fear the Lord.A ...
When Peter boasted, soon he fell,Yet was by grace restored;His case should be regarded wellBy all who fear the Lord.A ...
The message first to Smyrna sent,A message full of grace;To all the Saviour's flock is meant,In every age and place.Thus ...
THE DUMB ORATORS; OR THE BENEFIT OF SOCIETY.That all men would be cowards if they dare,Some men we know have ...
Ah me! what mighty perils waitThe man who meddles with a state,Whether to strengthen, or oppose!False are his friends, and ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloudAnd the cold clear dark of starlight fell,He heard in his blood the ...
The mighty spirit, and its power, which stainsThe bloodless cheek, and vivifies the brains,I sing. Say, ye, its fiery vot'ries ...
The Mighty Mother, and her son who brings The Smithfield muses to the ear of kings, I sing. Say you, ...
All night fell hammers, shock on shock; With echoes Newgate's granite clang'd: ...
I AM a weakling. God, who made The still, strong man, made also me. The God who ...
I. PEACE to the odalisque, the facile slave, Whose unrespective love rewards the brave, Or cherishes the coward; she who ...
'My brother!' spake she to the sun; The kindred kisses of the starsWere hers; her feet were set upon The ...
Oh Love, on thee a burden has been laid, Now ...
The pendulum, with brazen din,Proclaims the midnight; we beginTo call to mind, ironically,What uses we have made of thisDead day ...
From the Modern Persian._The greater and the lesser ills:_ He waved his grey hand wearily Back to the anger of ...
The deep suspense is o'er;The bloodless battle's past;Freedom from shore to shore, Decreed at last!The People's voice at lengthEchoes the ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
When young I was an Atheist, Yea, pompous as a pigeon No opportunity I missed To satirize religion. I sneered ...
My Claudia, it is long since we have met, So kissed, so held each other heart to heart! I thought ...
As one who in his journey bates at noon, Though bent on speed; so here the Arch-Angel paused Betwixt the ...
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