Zinzendorff: And Other Poems

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Leavitt, Lord & Company, 1836 - Indians of North America - 300 pages
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Page 286 - That the thought of what he had done would prove music to him at midnight; and that the omission of it would have upbraided and made discord in his conscience, whensoever he should pass by that place; for, if I be bound...
Page 179 - Gad, I am in a great strait: let us fall now into the hand of the Lord; for his mercies are great: and let me not fall into the hand of man.
Page 247 - Father, the brook That by our door went singing, where I launched My tiny boat, with my young playmates round When school was o'er, is dearer far to me Than all these bold, broad waters. To my eye They are as strangers. And those little trees My mother nurtured in the garden bound Of our first home, from whence the fragrant peach Hung in its ripening gold, were fairer, sure, Than this dark forest, shutting out the day.
Page 39 - Press not thy purpose on thy God, • Urge not thine erring will, Nor dictate to the Eternal mind, Nor doubt thy Maker's skill. True prayer is not the noisy sound That clamorous lips repeat, But the deep silence of a soul That clasps Jehovah's feet.
Page 286 - In another walk to Salisbury he saw a poor man with a poorer horse that was fallen under his load ; they were both in distress, and needed present help, which Mr. Herbert perceiving, put off his canonical coat, and helped the poor man to unload, and after to load his horse. The poor man blessed him for it, and he blessed the poor man ; and was so like the good Samaritan, that he gave him money to refresh both himself and his horse, and told him, that if he loved himself, he should be merciful to...
Page 107 - If ye then be risen with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ sitteth at the right hand of God. Set your affections on things above, not on things on the earth.
Page 299 - The simple language of the freckled flower, And of the glorious stars. God taught it thee. And from thy living intercourse with man Thou shalt not pass away, until this earth Drops her last gem into the doom's-day flame. Thou hast but taken thy seat with that bless'd choir, Whose hymns thy tuneful spirit learn'd so well From this sublunar terrace, and so long Interpreted.
Page 47 - Pilgrim Fathers go, To mark their future toil. 'Mid yonder vale their corn must rise In Summer's ripening pride, And there the church-spire woo the skies Its sister-school beside. Perchance 'mid England's velvet green Some tender thought repos'd, — Though nought upon their stoic mien Such soft regret disclos'd.

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