The rapturous touch of some divine surpriseFlash deep suffusion of celestial dyes
ABRAHAM COLESBe every bar, and every star, Displayed in full and glorious manner! Blow, zephyrs, blow, keep the dear ensign flying! Blow, zephyrs, sweetly mournful, sighing, sighing, sighing!
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Where our fathers in fight, nobly strove for the Right, Struck down their fierce foemen or put them to flight
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Taking our stand on the immovable rock of Christ’s character we risk nothing in saying that the wine of miracle answered to the wine of nature, and was not intoxicating.
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The weary Body, longing for repose, On the gained level of the day’s ascent, Halts for the night and pitches there its tent.
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Death separates, but it also unites. It reunites whom it separates.
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Through the long lapse of ages, that so there might be An asylum for all in the Land of the Free.
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Thee, Son Beloved! of plural Unity Essential part, made flesh that mad’st all worlds.
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With dazzling pomp descending angels sung Good will and peace to men, to God due praise, Who on the errand of salvation sent
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Poetry is unfallen speech. Paradise knew no other, for no other would suffice to answer the need of those ecstatic days of innocence.
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Fling out, fling out, with cheer and shout, To all the winds of Our Country’s Banner!
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When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed, And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
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True love is humble, thereby is it known; Girded for service, seeking not its own; Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.
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The power, which in a sense belongs to none, Thus understood belongs to every one.
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Eternity! How know we but we stand On the precipitous and crumbling verge Of Time e’en now, Eternity below?
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On eyes that watch as well as eyes that weep Descends the solemn mystery of sleep, Toiling and climbing to the very close
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I value science–none can prize it more, It gives ten thousand motives to adore: Be it religious, as it ought to be, The heart it humbles, and it bows the knee.
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