Spring: Tuesday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
'Tis now the solemn hour when spirits comeTo alarm credulity—'tis now the hourWhen disembodied ghosts have awful powerTo burst the ...
John Bowring Poems on Soul (58 Poems)
Siste, Viator! (John Bowring Poems)
Look around thee—see decayOn her wing of darkness, sweepingEarth's proud monuments away—See the muse of history weepingO'er the ruins time ...
Summer: Sunday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
"Let not your hearts be troubled, but confide"In me as ye confide in God; I go"A mansion for my followers ...
Winter: Thursday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
The day is done;—the night comes calmly forth,Bringing sweet rest upon the wings of even:The golden wain rolls round the ...
Spring: Thursday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
The heavens, O Lord! Thy power proclaim,And the earth echoes back Thy name;Ten thousand voices speak Thy might,And day to ...
Winter: Monday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
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 ...
Evening Thoughts on Death (John Bowring Poems)
The good man dies—it grieves us:Why should the good man die?He dies—but, dying, leaves usA lasting legacy.And this becomes our ...
Summer: Tuesday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
To Thee, my God! to Thee I bringThe evening's grateful offering;From Thee, the source of joy above,Flow everlasting streams of ...
Summer: Thursday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Come forth in thy purple robes again, Thou brightest star of heaven!Another day the Guardian of men Has to his children given.Receive ...
Spring: Monday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Thou, Lord! art all in all—and man is nought:For tho' in privileged hours his soaring thoughtWould seem to catch a ...
Morning Thoughts (John Bowring Poems)
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 ...
Summer: Thursday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
Calm is the eve, and nature's wasting strengthIs, by the gentle influence of repose,Repair'd, rekindled;—with the morning's dawn,As if new-born, ...
Divine Influences (John Bowring Poems)
Thou, whose high praise in heaven and earth is sung,Each heart pervading, tuning every tongue;Thou, whom my soul devoutly would ...
Autumn: Monday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
O God! Thy kingdom is a mansion bright,Where peace and joy and truth and love and lightMingle harmoniously; while like ...
Anxieties and Comforts (John Bowring Poems)
The dreams which early moments deck'd—Hope's sunny summer hours, are o'er;And my frail bark at last is wreck'dOn sullen reason's ...
Autumn: Saturday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
The sun comes forward in his purple robeFrom the dark chambers of the tranquil night!The smiles of morning gild the ...
Winter: Friday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
Like a priestess from her temple's shade,In her holiest robes of light array'd,The morn walks forth;—day's glorious starTowers o'er the ...
Autumn: Tuesday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
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 ...
Winter: Tuesday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
Winter: Wednesday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
The earth again puts on its evening dress;And wakening yon innumerable stars,A twilight, milder than the eye of dayAnd fairer ...
Spring: Saturday Morning (John Bowring Poems)
As from the vapours of the eastThe sun o'er morning's twilight steals,So truth illumes the pious breast,When man his inmost ...
Matter and Mind (John Bowring Poems)
If in the vast material world No atom ever perished—thoughIn multitudinous changes hurl'd Upwards and downwards, to and fro,And all that in ...
Mourn Not As Those Without Hope (John Bowring Poems)
My wife! my children! when death's hour is come, Dry every, every gushing tear, I pray,And rather smile, that I am ...
Spring: Friday Evening (John Bowring Poems)
A holy stillness fills the sky,While evening tunes its vesper song,And, like a sacred lamp, on highThe solitary moon is ...
Brotherly Love (John Bowring Poems)
The strong and sovran links that bindThe sympathizing mind with mind,Were moulded in the courts above;And kind design of Heavenly ...
Morning (John Bowring Poems)
When the arousing call of MornBreaks o'er the hills, and Day, new-born, Comes smiling from the purple East,And the pure streams ...
Resurrection (John Bowring Poems)
Spring is but another birth, From the grave of earlier springs,Which to renovated earth Other resurrection brings.God hath moulded all that God's Power ...
Prayer for Guidance (John Bowring Poems)
Lead me through this rugged way, Friend and Father! God and Guide!Light me through the darksome day, To a tranquil eventide.Shepherd of ...
Funeral Hymn (John Bowring Poems)
"Clay to clay, and dust to dust!"Let them mingle—for they must!Give to earth the earthly clod,For the spirit's fled to ...
Progress of Gospel Truth (John Bowring Poems)
Upon the Gospel's sacred page The gathered beams of ages shine;And as it hastens, every age But makes its brightness more divine.On ...