Festus: A PoemB. B. Mussey, 1845 - 416 sider |
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angels ARCHANGEL art thou aught bard beauty bless bliss bosom breast breath bright brow burning canst chrysoprase CLARA clouds curse dark dead death deathless deeds divine dost doth dream earth ELISSA eternity evil fair feel FESTUS fire forgive glory God's Hadean hand happy hath heart Heaven HELEN Hell holy immortal infinite light lips live look Lord love thee LUCIFER mind moon mortal mountains nature neath never night nought o'er old Believed once pass passion pray prayer pure repent round seraph shadow shew shine sing skies smile SON OF GOD soul spake speak spirit starry stars STUDENT sublime sweet tears things thou art thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thought throne thy love thyself truth Twas twill unto wing word worship Ye stars youth
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Side 34 - Gone, not forgotten; passed, not lost; thou wilt shine In heaven like a bright spot in the sun! She said she wished to die, and so she died. For. cloudlike, she poured out her love, which was Her life, to freshen this parched heart.
Side 257 - Death is another life. We bow our heads At going out, we think, and enter straight Another golden chamber of the king's, Larger than this we leave, and lovelier.
Side 130 - That sets its bosom glowing like Love's own Breathless embrace, close-clinging as for life ; — Veined it with gold, and dusted it with gems, Lined it with fire, and round its heart-fire bowed Rock-ribs unbreakable ; until at last Earth took her shining station as a star, In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.
Side 270 - Our life is comely as a whole ; nay, more, Like rich brown ringlets, with odd hairs all gold. (We women have four seasons, like the year, Our spring is in our lightsome girlish days, When the heart laughs within us for sheer joy ; Ere yet we know what love is or the ill Of being loved by those whom we love not.
Side 94 - America ! half-brother of the world ! With something good and bad of every land ; Greater than thee have lost their seat— Greater scarce none can stand. Thy flag now flouts the skies, The highest under Heaven ; Save the red cross, whereto are given All victories.
Side x - Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God...
Side 151 - Mid gloom, all glory, win the world to light— Who make their very follies like their souls; And like the young moon with a ragged edge, Still, in their imperfection, beautiful— Whose weaknesses are lovely as their strengths, Like the white nebulous matter between stars, Which, if not light, at least is likest light...
Side 24 - There seems a sameness among things ; for mind And matter speak, in causes, of one God. The inward and the outward worlds are like ; The pure and gross but differ in degree. Tears, feeling's bright embodied form, are not More pure than dewdrops, nature's tears, which she Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die. The sun insists on gladness ; but at night, When he is gone, poor nature loves to weep.
Side 24 - Earth may some purer beings' presence bear ; Mayhap even God may walk among His saints, In eminence and brightness like yon moon, Mildly outbeaming all the beads of light Strung o'er night's proud dark brow. How strangely fair Yon round still star, which looks half suffering from, And half rejoicing in its own strong fire ; Making itself a lonelihood of light, Like Deity, where'er in Heaven it dwells. How can the beauty of material things So win the heart and work upon the mind, Unless like-natured...
Side 75 - God ! that in thy holy love The universal people of the world May grow more great and happy every day ; Mightier, wiser, humbler, too, towards Thee. And that all ranks, all classes, callings, states Of life, so far as such seem right to Thee, May mingle into one, like sister trees, And so in one stem flourish : — that all laws And powers of government be based and used In good and for the people's sake ; — that each May feel himself of consequence to all, And act as though all saw him ; — that...