The Silver Harp (Patience Worth Poems)
My soul is a silver harp,Whose strings are as tenuous as moonbeams,Whose notes are iridescent, like rainbowsOr prisms-glinting, liveWith souls ...
My soul is a silver harp,Whose strings are as tenuous as moonbeams,Whose notes are iridescent, like rainbowsOr prisms-glinting, liveWith souls ...
Oh, there is a being that haunteth my dreamsWhen night sendeth slumber to me,So like thee that of ten in ...
God is our refuge in distress,Our shield of hope through every care,Our Shepherd watching us to bless,And therefore will we ...
Mine ain, take heart, there be nay night.E'en though the eye doth see the dark.Mine ain, take heart, for love ...
As a pale moth passesIn the April grasses,So I come and go,Softlier than snow.Swifter than a starThrough the heart I ...
Moses, meantime, straightway unto the house Of Aaron speeded back: for, gathered there By hasty summons, knew he that the ...
Svch time as Tytan with his fiery beames In highest degree, made duskish Leo sweat Field-tilling Swains driue home their ...
Ah! the pleasant time hath vanished, ere our wretched doubtingsbanished,All the graceful spirit-people, children of the earth and sea,Whom in ...
BEOWULF spake, bairn of Ecgtheow: —"Lo, now, this sea-booty, son of Healfdene,Lord of Scyldings, we've lustily brought thee,sign of glory; ...
IWho hath not sent out ships to sea?Who hath not toiled through light and darkness to make them strong for ...
I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.Look ...
TO ARES. I.Great War-God! mighty Ares! Hear our hymn, Sung to thee in the wood-recesses dim Of dusky Caria, near ...
Second SeriesCanticle 1: 12: While the king sitteth at his table,my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.Oh! thou, my Lord, ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night,For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white,And yonder sings ...
PRAISE God from whom all blessings flow. Praise Him who sendeth joy and woe. The Lord who ...
Now our night of terror endeth, God his Rose of Dawn now sendeth, Giving life and light to Dixie: Arms ...
(June 21st, 1887) By the well, where the bullocks go Silent and blind and slow -- By the field where ...
Come hither, lyttel childe, and lie upon my breast to-night, For yonder fares an angell yclad in raimaunt white, And ...
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
In anguish of my heart replete with woes, And wasting pains, which best my body knows, In tossing slumbers on ...
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower: And joys and tears alike are sent To ...
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, Alike they're needful for the flower: And joys and tears alike are sent To ...
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