A Word To The Calvinists (Anne Bronte Poem)
You may rejoice to think yourselves secure, You may be grateful for the gift divine, That grace unsought which made ...
You may rejoice to think yourselves secure, You may be grateful for the gift divine, That grace unsought which made ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
She's gone -- and twice the summer's sun Has gilt Regina's towers, And melted wild Angora's snows, And warmed Exina's ...
Oh, I am very weary, Though tears no longer flow; My eyes are tires of weeping, My heart is sick ...
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
'Maiden, thou wert thoughtless once Of beauty or of grace, Simple and homely in attire Careless of form and face. ...
Eternal power of earth and air, Unseen, yet seen in all around, Remote, but dwelling everywhere, Though silent, heard in ...
My God (oh, let me call Thee mine, Weak, wretched sinner though I be), My trembling soul would fain be ...
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
YES, thou art gone ! and never more Thy sunny smile shall gladden me ; But I may pass the ...
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