Spring: Friday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Sing thy Creator's praise, and ownHim greatest—wisest—God alone;He wraps himself in robes of light,And, clothed in garments pure and bright,Of ...
Sing thy Creator's praise, and ownHim greatest—wisest—God alone;He wraps himself in robes of light,And, clothed in garments pure and bright,Of ...
How shall I praise Thee, Lord of light?How all thy generous love declare?Though earth is veil'd in shades of night,Thy ...
'Tis now the solemn hour when spirits comeTo alarm credulity—'tis now the hourWhen disembodied ghosts have awful powerTo burst the ...
My eye look'd round upon the vast expanseOf glorious Nature—and my raptured vision,Revelling in the early day-beams' waken'd glance,Saw rocks, ...
Look around thee—see decayOn her wing of darkness, sweepingEarth's proud monuments away—See the muse of history weepingO'er the ruins time ...
True! Spring renews the faded year;And renovated fruits and flowersIn re-awaken'd charms appear:—They deck the plain—they crown the bowers—Their blush ...
God of the morning! Thou, the sabbath's God!Round whose bright footsteps thousand planets roll:A million beings at Thy mighty nodAre ...
The evening star is aloft in heaven, Palely it shines alone;And nought is awake in the eye of even, But the never-sleeping ...
The day is done;—the night comes calmly forth,Bringing sweet rest upon the wings of even:The golden wain rolls round the ...
And so the active week againIts course begins—and so renew'd,Our moments' busy multitude,Falling like rapid drops of rain,Sink in the ...
The orient is lighted with crimson glow, The night and its dreams are fled,And the glorious roll of nature now Is in ...
The night has thrown its shadows o'er the land,And rest re-visits nature.—Evening's train,With day's extinguish'd torches in their hand,Have pass'd ...
Come, let us leave the vain, the proud,The ambitious, and the worldly wise;Pomp's revels, turbulent and loud,And pleasure's tempting vanities;And ...
The sand of another week has run,All but its last and closing day;And its few remnant moments soonThe common ruin ...
The stars have sunk in yon concave blue,And the sun is peeping thro' the dew;Thy Spirit, Lord! doth nature fill—Before ...
Passing Berytus' ancient strand,I journeyed in the Holy Land,And made my way to Sychar's wall;And there, within his princely hall,By ...
The sun comes forward in his purple robeFrom the dark chambers of the tranquil night!The smiles of morning gild the ...
Waked by Thy sun, again my thoughts ascendTo Thee, my heavenly Father! and they blendIn one devotional hymn of praise ...
Stillness reigns—the vapours stealSlowly down the mountain's brow,And the evening shadows veilNature's face of brightness now;Flowers put off their glorious ...
The cold wind strips the yellow leaf,The stars are twinkling faintly o'er us;All nature wears her garb of grief;While day's ...
The evening twilight gently dies;The air is cool; the silent nightSerenely reigns; the curtain'd skiesTo contemplation's shrine invite;The labours of ...
Father! Source of light and love!Thou, whose throne of majesty,Fix'd yon thousand suns above,Gladdens all the earth with joy:Mercy-streaming, promise-beaming,Let ...
The heart has tendrils like the vine,Which round another's bosom twine,Outspringing from the living treeOf deeply-planted sympathy;Whose flowers are hope, ...
Extinguish'd is the last lone star,The shadows of night are gone,And lo! in the east, day's golden carIs fill'd by ...
Lord! to whose being ages are but moments,Fugitive moments! Thou, Eternal Father!Listen in mercy—for life's passing shadows Soon will be scatter'd.'Tis ...
Sweetly is the sabbath fled,Day of peace and rest to me;"Let Thy name be hallowed."Now my spirit soars to Thee.Darkness ...
Almighty Being! wise and holy,Who hast to each his portion given;To the poor worm his station lowly,And to the choirs ...
Why should dreams so dark and dreary Fill my thought? Is there nought,Nought to soothe and bless the weary?Night may wrap the ...
My wife! my children! when death's hour is come, Dry every, every gushing tear, I pray,And rather smile, that I am ...
Let those who doubt the heavenly sourceOf revelation's page divine,Use as their weapons fraud and force—No such unhallow'd arms are ...
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