Questionings (Kate Seymour Maclean Poems)
I touch but the things which are near; The heavens are too high for my reach: In shadow and symbol and creed, I ...
I touch but the things which are near; The heavens are too high for my reach: In shadow and symbol and creed, I ...
Is it not strange, the darkest hour That ever dawned on sinful earth Should touch the heart with softer power For comfort than ...
HARK! the Lambeth Guardians sing:Glory to the new-born King;Glory to the gun and swordThat will teach the German hordeIn a ...
O, Bonnie Clyde! a shimmering gleam Oot owre thy rippling bosom plays,Whan frae the bricht blue sky o' June The sun leuks ...
AN ELEGIAC POEM, On the DEATH of that celebrated Divine, and eminent Servant of JESUS CHRIST, the late Reverend, and ...
He that is poore in spirite and in mynde,and rightly deemes his vertues to be small.He that in his soule ...
Think, how thy life does steal away!'Tis daily shorten'd by a day ;And thou art now to death more nearBy ...
"Lord, in Thy field I work all day,I read, I teach, I warn, I pray,And yet these wilful wandering sheepWithin ...
The Son of God in doing good Was fain to look to Heaven and sigh:And shall the heirs of sinful blood Seek ...
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 ...
To the memory of Henry TimrodThe same majestic pine is lifted highAgainst the twilight sky,The same low, melancholy music grievesAmid ...
Nature And The ChildFOR many blessings I to God upraiseA thankful heart; the life He gives is fairAnd sweet and ...
And when the Lord saw her, He had compassion on her, and said untoher, Weep not. And He came and ...
Mother of Him we call the Christ, No halo round thy brows we paint,-Incense and prayer we offer not, Nor mind to ...
Merrily rang out the midnight bells, Glad tidings of joy for all;As crouched a little shiv'ring child, Close by the churchyard wall.The ...
Here dwells the good old farmer, Israel, In his ancestral home—a Puritan Who reads his Bible daily, loves his God, And lives serenely ...
BROTHERS, we have no hope from foreigners ;Gaze not around for aid! Though with good-willThe foreigner receive you as a ...
O, come you pious youth: adoreThe wisdom of thy God.In bringing thee from distant shore,To learn His holy word.Thou mightst ...
The day is done;—the night comes calmly forth,Bringing sweet rest upon the wings of even:The golden wain rolls round the ...
I. THANKSGIVING.Star, on thy Heaven-returning way, Our message of thanksgiving bear;To Him who answered with thy ray The priestless Gentiles' trembling prayer.When ...
Dogmadealer, talking treason,Spurning truth, perverting reasonIn and out of folly's season Year by yearOh, a plague on all the twaddleIn your ...
Strange is the song, and the soul that is singing Falters because of the vision it sees;Voice that is not of ...
Salvation comes by Jesus Christ alone,The only Son of God;Redemption now to every one,That love his holy Word.Dear Jesus we ...
Late Chief Justice of Connecticut, died at Hartford, on Sunday morning,December 15th, 1861, aged 84. 'Tis not for pen and ink,Or ...
(A Funeral Sermon)Weep not, weep not,She is not dead;She's resting in the bosom of Jesus.Heart-broken husband--weep no more;Grief-stricken son--weep no ...
Why blow'st thou not, thou wintry wind, Now every leaf is brown and sere, And idly droops, to thee resigned, The fading chaplet ...
Shake, shake the earth with giant tread, Thou red-maned Titian bold;For every step a man lies dead, A cottage hearth is cold.Take ...
He donn'd his bannet braid and blue, His hame-spun suit o' hodden grey,His blue boot-hose drew ower his knees, An' teuk the ...
Grasshopper, your fairy songAnd my poem alike belongTo the dark and silent earthFrom which all poetry has birth;All we say ...
"Oh, wasn't he hard on poor sinners this mornin'?And his voice, begor! was no silver-tone fluteWhen he gave us," said ...
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