An Exhortation To Give God Thanks For Our Redemption Through Christ (Rees Prichard Poems)
O Let's applaud with one accord,And bless, from day to day, the Lord,Who gave for us his only Son,When we ...
O Let's applaud with one accord,And bless, from day to day, the Lord,Who gave for us his only Son,When we ...
AH, to be by Mooni now! Where the great dark hills of wonder, Scarred with storm and cleft asunder By ...
Strong pinions bore Safi, the dreamer, Through the dazzle and whirl of a race,And the earth, raying up in confusion, Like a ...
What sorrows in my soul, O God! arise,The vast perverseness of mankind to see?Shou'd any strive to lead them to ...
Still through Egypt's desert places Flows the lordly Nile,From its banks the great stone faces Gaze with patient smile.Still the pyramids imperious Pierce ...
Strange is the song, and the soul that is singing Falters because of the vision it sees;Voice that is not of ...
This Monument, consign'd to latest Times,Stands to perpetuate Wolsey's daring Crimes;Who long, by wicked Arts, of Power possess'd,(The Lust of ...
Oh! knew he but his happiness, of menThe happiest he, who, far from public rage,Deep in the vale, with a ...
On the mercy of the mercilessThe little beggar survived.His life ran its courseIn dirty streets,In dark corners,In cold doorways,Among fallacious ...
WHEN the prime mover of many sighsHeaven took through death from out her earthly place,Nature, that never made so fair ...
When the prime mover of my many sighsHeaven took through death from out her earthly place,Nature, that never made so ...
Ah me! ah me! when thinking of the years,The vanished years, alas, I do not findAmong them all one day ...
THE VANITIE OF THE VVORLD. The Abnegation.ARGUMENT. What's potent Opulencie? What's remiss Voluptuousness? World, what's All This, To That the ...
BRISTOL, thine heart hath throbb'd to glory.-Slaves,E'en Christian slaves, have shook their chains, and gaz'dWith wonder and amazement on thee. ...
We'll think on thee, when Spring's fresh galeBreathes softly o'er the violets' bed -We'll think on thee, when Autumn paleWaves ...
A dozen years since in this house what commotion, What bustle, what stir, and what joyful ado;Every soul in the ...
DEAR friend, for thee, through ev'ry changing year,Unchang'd affection draws the tie more near;Treasure most precious, dearest to the heart,Increas'd ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood A while as mute, confounded what to say, What to reply, ...
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