The Poetical Works of Christina Georgina RossettiMacmillan, 1904 - 507 pages |
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... Grace to love Thee in my pain 466. Lord , make me one with Thine own Faithful Ones 467. Light of Light ( Close of Out of the Deep have I called unto thee , O Lord ) GIFTS AND GRACES 468. Love loveth Thee , and Wisdom loveth Thee 469 ...
... Grace to love Thee in my pain 466. Lord , make me one with Thine own Faithful Ones 467. Light of Light ( Close of Out of the Deep have I called unto thee , O Lord ) GIFTS AND GRACES 468. Love loveth Thee , and Wisdom loveth Thee 469 ...
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... Grace that we may work Thy Will . 493. Who hath despised the Day of Small Things ? 494. Do this , and he doeth it ' * 495. That no Man take thy Crown ' 496. Ye are come unto Mount Sion 497. Sit down in the Lowest Room Love BBB . " 274 ...
... Grace that we may work Thy Will . 493. Who hath despised the Day of Small Things ? 494. Do this , and he doeth it ' * 495. That no Man take thy Crown ' 496. Ye are come unto Mount Sion 497. Sit down in the Lowest Room Love BBB . " 274 ...
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... grace to love Thee in my pain - Lord , make me one with thine own faithful ones -- Three Stages - Looking Forward - Shut out - Down- cast -Introspective - Memory - L . E. L. - Twilight Night - What would I give- A Sketch - Shall I ...
... grace to love Thee in my pain - Lord , make me one with thine own faithful ones -- Three Stages - Looking Forward - Shut out - Down- cast -Introspective - Memory - L . E. L. - Twilight Night - What would I give- A Sketch - Shall I ...
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... grace , And a thrilling tender voice which says : Uncounted hours from first to last , | Many hours till the last is past , Many hours dwindling to one- One hour whose die is cast , One last hour gone . Come , gone - gone for ever- Gone ...
... grace , And a thrilling tender voice which says : Uncounted hours from first to last , | Many hours till the last is past , Many hours dwindling to one- One hour whose die is cast , One last hour gone . Come , gone - gone for ever- Gone ...
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... dew . Take heart of grace ! the potion of Life May go far to woo him a wife : If she frown , yet a lover's strife Lightly raised can be laid again : D A hasty word is never the knife To cut love THE PRINCE'S PROGRESS 33.
... dew . Take heart of grace ! the potion of Life May go far to woo him a wife : If she frown , yet a lover's strife Lightly raised can be laid again : D A hasty word is never the knife To cut love THE PRINCE'S PROGRESS 33.
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Page 453 - For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him who hath subjected the same in hope, because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now.
Page xiii - As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.
Page lxviii - Whose grapes are so luscious; How warm the wind must blow Through those fruit bushes." "No," said Lizzie: "No, no, no: Their offers should not charm us, Their evil gifts would harm us.
Page 459 - AND after these things I heard a great voice of much people in heaven, saying, Alleluia; Salvation, and glory, and honour, and power, unto the Lord our God: for true and righteous are his judgments: for he hath judged the great whore, which did corrupt the earth with her fornication, and hath avenged the blood of his servants at her hand.
Page 461 - But Zion said, The Lord hath forsaken me, And my Lord hath forgotten me. Can a woman forget her sucking child, That she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea, they may forget, Yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands ; Thy walls are continually before me.
Page 325 - My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot: My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My IK.II [ is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me.
Page 428 - WHO HAS SEEN THE WIND?" WHO has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by.
Page lxxi - In sullen silence of exceeding pain. She never caught again the goblin cry: 'Come buy, come buy;' — She never spied the goblin men Hawking their fruits along the glen: But when the noon waxed bright Her hair grew thin and grey; She dwindled, as the fair full moon doth turn To swift decay and burn Her fire away.
Page lxvii - Pricking up her golden head: We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed Their hungry thirsty roots?' 'Come buy,' call the goblins Hobbling down the glen. *Oh,' cried Lizzie. 'Laura, Laura, You should not peep at goblin men.
Page 284 - REMEMBER me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. Remember me when no more, day by day, You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray.