The Angel’s Treasure (Janet Hamilton Poems)
There stude a wee house on a lanely muirside,Whaur mony lang years a puir widow did bide—A decent, douce bodie, ...
There stude a wee house on a lanely muirside,Whaur mony lang years a puir widow did bide—A decent, douce bodie, ...
Where Humber pours his rich commercial stream,There dwelt a wretch, who breathed but to blaspheme.In subterraneous caves his life he ...
He stood before the Sanhedrim;The scowling rabbis gazed at him.He recked not of their praise or blame;There was no fear, ...
Now range up the carriages, feed up the fires!To the rail, to the rail, now the pent up desiresOf the ...
A few more years shall roll,A few more seasons come,And we shall be with those that restAsleep within the tomb:Then, ...
We'll bring the first born of our flowers,To kiss thy feet and crown thy head.Crashaw.JESUS whom creation ownsGracious, mighty, kind, ...
Safely through another week,God has brought us on our way;Let us now a blessing seek,On th' approaching Sabbath-day:Day of all ...
Close the sabbath-day in joy, Close the sabbath-day in praise;O how lovely the employ, Anthems in God's name to raise!Whose sweet-echoed notes ...
THE CONVERT.Some to our Hero have a hero's nameDenied, because no father's he could claim;Nor could his mother with precision ...
Of Peter's daughter, it is said, men told,While yet she breathed, a tale as sad as life,As sweet as death; ...
Brief life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care: The Life that knows no ending, ...
You sober-minded christians now draw near,Labour to learn these pious lessons here;For by the same you will be taught to ...
You would that I write on the Sabbath of God,But know you the meaning contain'd in that word?You would that ...
ON the Sabbath-day, Through the churchyard old and gray, Over the crisp and yellow leaves I held my rustling ...
The man of God stands, on the Sabbath-day,Warning the sinners from the broad highwayThat leads to death. He rolls his ...
WELCOME, thou gray and fragrant Sabbath-day,To deathless love and valor dedicate!Glorious with the richest flowers of May,With early roses, lingering ...
On thy bed of clover playing,Pretty insect, why so gay?Why so blithely dress'd this morning; 'Tis to thee no Sabbath-day.Giddy ...
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
I O THOU, that sit'st upon a throne, With harp of high majestic tone, To praise the King of kings; ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
As I stood upon London Bridge and viewed the mighty throng Of thousands of people in cabs and 'busses rapidly ...
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