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2,201 illustrations — Poetic illustrations and verse for preaching
Such hope, as is the sick despair of good, Such fear, as is the certainty of ill, Such doubt, as is pale Expectation's food Turned while she tastes to poison, when the will Is powerless, and the spirit...
In the cave which wild weeds cover Wait for thine aethereal lover; For the pallid moon is waning, O'er the spiral cypress hanging And the moon no cloud is staining.
AS swallows turning backward When half-way o'er the sea, At one word's trumpet summons They came again to me - The hopes I had forgotten Came back again to me. I know not which to credit, O lady of my heart!
Thy beauty hangs around thee like Splendour around the moon-- Thy voice, as silver bells that strike Upon
I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret Which overlooked a wide Metropolis-- And in the temple of my heart my Spirit Lay prostrate, and with parted lips did kiss The dust of Desolations hearth-- And with a voice too faint to...
Few words are best; I wish you well: Bethel, I'm told, will soon be here; Some morning walks along the Mall, And evening friends, will end the year.
Its Fervors are as firm -- And nothing in the Countenance But scintillates the same -- Yet Birds examine it and flee -- And Vans without a name Inspect the Admonition And sunder as they came --
I knew that there were crimes and evil men, Misery and hate; nor did I hope to pass Untouched by suffering, through the rugged glen. In mine own heart I saw as in a glass The hearts of others ...
What men gain fairly--that they should possess, And children may inherit idleness, From him who earns it--This is understood; Private injustice may be general good.
When a lover clasps his fairest, Then be our dread sport the rarest. Their caresses were like the chaff In the tempest, and be our laugh His despair--her epitaph!
Unrisen splendour of the brightest sun, To rise upon our darkness, if the star Now beckoning thee out of thy misty throne Could thaw the clouds which wage an obscure war With thy young brightness!
Wake the serpent not--lest he Should not know the way to go,-- Let him crawl which yet lies sleeping Through the deep grass of the meadow!
Great Spirit whom the sea of boundless thought Nurtures within its unimagined caves, In which thou sittest sole, as in my mind, Giving a voice to its mysterious waves--
And that I walk thus proudly crowned withal Is that 'tis my distinction; if I fall, I shall not weep out of the vital day, To-morrow dust, nor wear a dull decay.
I would not be a king--enough Of woe it is to love; The path to power is steep and rough, And tempests reign above. I would not climb the imperial throne; 'Tis built on ice which fortune's sun Thaws in the height of noon.
My head is wild with weeping for a grief Which is the shadow of a gentle mind. I walk into the air (but no relief To seek,--or haply, if I sought, to find; It came unsought);--to wonder that a chief...
The fierce beasts of the woods and wildernesses Track not the steps of him who drinks of it; For the light breezes, which for ever fleet Around its margin, heap the sand thereon.
I faint, I perish with my love! I grow Frail as a cloud whose pale Under the evening's ever-changing glow: I die like mist upon the gale, And like a wave under the calm I fail.
The viewless and invisible Consequence Watches thy goings-out, and comings-in, And...hovers o'er thy guilty sleep, Unveiling every new-born deed, and thoughts More ghastly than those deeds--
Remorse -- is Memory -- awake -- Her Parties all astir -- A Presence of Departed Acts -- At window -- and at Door --...
Through the Dark Sod -- as Education -- The Lily passes sure -- Feels her white foot -- no trepidation -- Her faith -- no...
'Tis One by One -- the Father counts -- And then a Tract between Set Cypherless -- to teach the Eye The Value of its...
Robbed by Death -- but that was easy -- To the failing Eye I could hold the latest Glowing -- Robbed by Liberty For Her...
Expanse cannot be lost -- Not Joy, but a Decree Is Deity -- His Scene, Infinity -- Whose rumor's Gate was shut so tight Before...
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