Europe : Lines On The Present War (Reginald Heber Poems)
At that dread season when th' indignant NorthPour'd to vain wars her tardy numbers forth,When Frederic bent his ear to ...
At that dread season when th' indignant NorthPour'd to vain wars her tardy numbers forth,When Frederic bent his ear to ...
A Poem Which Obtained the Chancellor's Medal at the Cambridge Commencement, July 1819.Oh! land to Memory and to Freedom dear,Land ...
at the city of Washington, on looking at a Mummy, supposed to have belonged to a race extinctbefore the occupation ...
Ye Thirty noble Nations Confederate in One!That keep your starry stations Around the Western Sun,—I have a glorious mission, And must obey the ...
"Break, my heart, and ease this pain-- Cease to throb, thou tortured brain; Let me die,--since he is slain, --Slain in battle! Blessed brow, ...
Peter, it was not outward cold But inward chill thy bosom froze, Made thee deny with falsehood bold Thy Lord and Master to ...
Written on the occasion of George Latimer's Imprisonment in Levorott streetJail, BostonO, kindle not that bigot fire,'T will bring disunion, ...
Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed,Who his blood for sinners spilt;Is the Stone by God appointed,And the church is on him ...
O harass not a driven leaf, Nor stubble dry in wrath pursue;A life so brief load not with grief, Nor with thine ...
O soul, it is not thine, But lent to thee in trust That thou may'st make God's glory shine, Secured from moth and ...
O Bethlehem, where Christ was born And angels watched him where he lay, When cradled on that holy morn That ushered in earth's ...
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare,Jesus loves to answer prayer;He Himself has bid thee pray,Therefore will not say thee nay.Thou ...
Before the BattleThe clarion call of liberty Rings on the startled gales!The rising hills reverberate The rising of the vales!Through all the ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood,Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt ...
A SHEPHERD from a mountain's steepBeheld a little wand'ring sheep;With anxious eye he watch'd it long,Creeping the briars and thorns ...
At midnight, in his guarded tent,The Turk was dreaming of the hourWhen Greece, her knee in suppliance bent,Should tremble at ...
(Zecheriah, xiii.1) There is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Emmanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose ...
Here, down between the dusty trees, At this lank edge of haggard wood, Women with labour-loosened knees, With gaunt backs ...
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