The Works of the English Poets: WattsH. Hughs, 1779 |
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Pàgina 343 - A SUMMER EVENING. How fine has the day been, how bright was the sun, How lovely and joyful the course that he run, Though he rose in a mist when his race he begun, And there followed some...
Pàgina 20 - It is he that sitteth upon the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers; that stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain, and spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in: that bringeth the princes to nothing; he maketh the judges of the earth as vanity.
Pàgina 338 - If we had been ducks we might dabble in mud ; Or dogs, we might play till it ended in blood ; So foul and so fierce are their natures : But Thomas and William, and such pretty names, Should be cleanly and harmless as doves or as lambs, Those lovely sweet innocent creatures.
Pàgina 340 - THESE emmets, how little they are in our eyes ! We tread them to dust, and a troop of them dies, Without our regard or concern ; Yet as wise as we are, if we went to their school. There 's many a sluggard and many a fool, Some lessons of wisdom might learn.
Pàgina 343 - Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber ; Holy angels guard thy bed ; Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care, or payment, All thy wants are well supplied.
Pàgina 315 - THERE is beyond the sky A heaven of joy and love ; And holy children, when they die, Go to that world above.
Pàgina 337 - To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven.
Pàgina 98 - Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies.
Pàgina 318 - Jesus, who reigns above the sky And keeps the world in awe, Was once a child as young as I, And kept his Father's law. At twelve years old he talk'd with men, (The Jews all wondering stand) Yet he obey'd his mother then, And came at her command.
Pàgina 314 - I lie ; Upward I dare not look; Pardon my sins before I die, And blot them from thy book. Remember all the dying pains That my Redeemer felt, And let his blood wash out my stains, And answer for my guilt.