The Call Of The Christian (John Greenleaf Whittier Poems)
Not always as the whirlwind's rushOn Horeb's mount of fear,Not always as the burning bushTo Midian's shepherd seer,Nor as the ...
Not always as the whirlwind's rushOn Horeb's mount of fear,Not always as the burning bushTo Midian's shepherd seer,Nor as the ...
It had rained in the night; but the morning's birthWas as calm and still as even;The heralds of day were ...
In Eden's green retreats,A water-brook,—that playedBetween soft, mossy seats,Beneath a plane-tree's shade,Whose rustling leavesDanced o'er its brink,—Was Adam's drink,And also ...
O, is not this a holy spot!'T is the high place of Freedom's birth!God of our fathers! is it notThe ...
But, when they were alone,--and now no more By that subduing presence overawed,-- With free tongue giving loose to wrath ...
THE SWEETNESSE OF RETIREMENT,OR The Happinesse of a Private Life.The Segregation.THE ARGUMENT. True Blisse! Thou know'st but Few, to Few ...
On the next morning,--so by heavenly Voice Instructed,--unto Pharaoh went again Moses and Aaron; craving to be heard, Because of ...
A Sabbath morn — softly the village bellsRing out their welcome to the sacred day.The weary swain has drunk of ...
Tombed in the solid night of starless space; From nearest living orb so far removed, That light, of all material ...
Still, of her course, two hours had night to run; Yet, for departure so had all prepared; So the Egyptians, ...
What holy rites Mohammed's laws ordain,What various duties bind his faithful train,—What pious zeal his scatter'd tribes unitesIn fix'd observance ...
Celestial Muse that on the blissful plainArt oft invok'd, to guide th' immortal strain;Inspir'd by thee, the first-born sons of ...
Vocat aestus in umbram Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'?lection de son s?pulchre For three years, out of ...
Where shall I lead the flocks to-day?Is there no Horeb for me beyond this desert?Is there no rod with which ...
Come all you freemasons that dwell around the globe,That wear the badge of innocence, I mean the royal robe,Which Noah ...
My heart is full of inarticulate pain,And beats laborious. Cold ungenial looksInvade my sanctuary. Men of gain,Wise in success, well-read ...
When Israel out of Egypt came Safe in the sea they trod;By day in cloud, by night in flame, Went ...
The sky-like limpid eyes,The circular infant's face,The stiffness from spats to collarNever relaxing into grace;The heavy memories of Horeb, Sinai ...
Slowing the noise the constant din the busyness of life that God may enter in He is already here we ...
THE PROLOGUE. The Sompnour in his stirrups high he stood, Upon this Friar his hearte was so wood,* *furious That ...
"Vocat aestus in umbram" Nemesianus Es. IV. E. P. Ode pour l'élection de son sépulchre For three years, out of ...
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