From Queens' Gardens: Selected Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Jean Ingelow, Adelaide A. Procter, Christina Rossetti, and OthersNims and Knight, 1889 - 216 pages |
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angels beloved bird bless bloom blossoms bower breath bright CHRISTINA G cold cowslips crown Cusha daily Bread dark days go dead dear death dews divine doth dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING Enderby evermore eyes fade fair fall fear feet flowers floweth friends garden Give gloriole glory God's Golden days Goldilocks grass grief hath heart HEARTSEASE Heaven holy hope hour JEAN INGELOW Kate Lamb of God leave life's light lilies Lindis look Lord love thee Love-lies-bleeding Love's loved once Mablethorpe Maiden Mavis Enderby murmur mystery never night pain peace pleasure praise pray prayers reap rest rose shadow shadows rise shine sigh silence sing sleep smile snow song sorrow soul spring starry stars strife sweet tears tender thine things thou art thought to-day to-morrow treasure truth Truth Unveiled uppe VALEDICTION voice wait weary wilt thou go wind wings word
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Page 183 - the road wind up-hill all the way ? " " Yes, to the very end ! " " Will the day's journey take the whole long day ? " " From morn to night, my friend ! " " But is there for the night a resting-place ?"
Page 208 - A SACRED burden is the life ye bear ; Look on it, lift it, bear it solemnly ; Stand up and walk beneath it steadfastly : Fail not for sorrow, falter not for sin, But onward, upward, till the goal ye win. BETTER trust all and be deceived, And weep that trust and that deceiving,
Page 101 - by one, And trust in things divine. Let peace, O Lord, Thy peace, O God, Upon our souls descend ; From midnight fears and perils, Thou Our trembling hearts defend ; Give us a respite from our toil, Calm and subdue our woes ; Through the long day we suffer, Lord, O give us now repose.
Page 73 - O come in life, or come in death ! 0 lost ! my love, Elizabeth." And didst thou visit him no more ? Thou didst, thou didst, my daughter deare, The waters laid thee at his doore, Ere yet the early dawn was clear. Thy pretty bairns in fast embrace, The
Page 137 - I do not ask my cross to understand, My way to see ; Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand And follow Thee. Joy is like restless day : but peace divine Like quiet night : Lead me, O Lord, — till perfect Day shall shine, Through Peace to Light.
Page 34 - as for life and death, With a loyal gravity. Lead her from the festive boards, Point her to the starry skies ; Guard her, by your truthful words, Pure from courtship's flatteries. By your truth she shall be true — Ever true, as wives of yore ; And her Yes once said to you, Shall be Yes for evermore.
Page 27 - I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints ; I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life ! and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. A
Page 32 - God is so good, He wears a fold Of Heaven and earth across His face, — Like secrets kept, for love, untold. IV. But still I feel that His embrace Slides down, by thrills, through all things made, Through sight and sound of every place, As if my tender mother laid On my shut lids, her kisses
Page 26 - Thou only hast stepped unaware, — Malice, not one can impute ; And why should a heart have been there In the way of a fair woman's foot? III. It was not a stone that could trip, Nor was it a thorn that could rend; Put up thy proud underlip ! 'T was merely the heart of a friend.
Page 32 - A CHILD'S THOUGHT OF GOD. i. T^HEY say that God lives very high ! But, if you look above the pines, You cannot see our God. And why ? n. And, if you dig down in the mines, You never see Him in the gold, Though, from Him, all