A Gallery To The Temple. The Incarnation (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(My God) who dids't thy glorious throne forsake, And from a Virgin pure thy manhood take, That Thou, thereby mights't us thy ...
(My God) who dids't thy glorious throne forsake, And from a Virgin pure thy manhood take, That Thou, thereby mights't us thy ...
(Lord) cease this direfull tintamarre Of civill warre: The bellowing drumme, and trumpet shrill, Are musicke meete, Rather for flameing Sinai Hill, Then Sion sweet. The ...
(Lord) Hee, who goes about to find Thy pow'r, and bounds would to it sett, As soone may manacle the winde, Or aire ...
(Lord) all the praise, Which I can attribute to thee, Is like a sparke, added to the sunnes rayes, Or droppe of water, ...
(Faire naked Amazon) Invincible in force, Earths Martyr, but Heavens Minion, Religions source, The Mistris of the intellect, A Mistris without blemish, or defect. Great Monosyllable, The ...
I doe not grieue when some vnwholsome aire Mildewes rich fields, nor when the clusters faireOf Claret, rot through too abundant ...
(Peace) whether ar't thou fled? Thy native soyle Is Christendome: Into what unknowne Ile Ar't Thou retir'd from us? What made thee to estrange ...
Oh, Poet of our Race,We reverence thy nameAs thy hist'ry we retrace,Which enfolds ...
My heart is broken (oh my God) Breake mee not like a potters vessell, Bruse mee not with an iron rodde, But forme ...
Teach me the art of teares, Thou Lord of joy, learne mee to swimme in sorow, Both at this present, and to ...
What magicke spell Confines mee to this Circle wide? What characters devis'd by arts of Hell, Have my affections to this prison ty'd? This ...
(Lord) in my Creede I find it not, That Thou dids't downe to Limbo goe: The Scripture mentions no such grotte, Though thy ...
Daughter of LUCIUS F. ROBINSON and Mrs. ELIZA S. ROBINSON, died atHartford, Wednesday, April 10th, 1861, aged 6 years and ...
(My Lord) who with acceptance dids't regarde The sinnefull Maryes penitentiall teares, As well as her fine Boxe of pretious Narde, Vouchsafe to ...
I.ONCE more the people meet, With glad expectant faces: once again The fair young monarch and her lovely train, With ...
OH , woman! what hast thou done, presumptuous Eve!Stretch'd forth thy daring hand against command,Command of Him, whose high creative ...
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