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First
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145.
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All-bountiful
Creator, who
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162.
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All is divine
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128.
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All tender lights, all
hues divine
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24.
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And would'st thou
reach, rash scholar mine
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31.
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Are these the tracks of
some unearthly Friend
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120.
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As, when the hand some
mimic form would paint
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58.
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Banish'd the House of
sacred rest
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158.
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Between two comrades
dear
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45.
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Bide thou thy time
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17.
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Birthday gifts, with
the early year
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18.
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Bloom, beloved Flower
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37.
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Cease, Stranger, cease
those piercing notes
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99.
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Christ bade His
followers take the sword
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140.
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Come, Holy Ghost, who
ever One
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20.
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Could I hit on a theme
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151.
|
Creator of the starry
pole
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134.
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Day's herald bird
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4.
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Dear Frank, this morn
has usher'd in
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9.
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Death was full urgent
with thee, Sister dear
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92.
|
Deep in his meditative
bower
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75.
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Did we but see
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115.
|
Do not their souls,
who 'neath the Altar wait
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100.
|
Each trial has its
weight; which, whoso bears
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33.
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Ere yet I left home's
youthful shrine
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36.
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Faint not, and fret
not, for threaten'd woe
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12.
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Fair Cousin, thy page
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143.
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Father of Lights, by
whom each day
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130.
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Father of mercies
infinite
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131.
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Framer of the earth
and sky
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113.
|
France! I will think
of thee as what thou wast
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81.
|
"Give any boon for
peace"
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137.
|
Glory of the eternal
Heaven
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161.
|
Green are the leaves,
and sweet the flowers
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153.
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Hark, a joyful voice
is thrilling
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135.
|
Haunting gloom and
flitting shades
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173.
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Help, Lord, the souls
which Thou hast made
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14.
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Hid are the saints of
God
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49.
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How can I keep my
Christmas feast
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103.
|
How didst thou start,
Thou Holy Baptist, bid
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53.
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How shall a child of
God fulfil
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6.
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I am a harp of many
chords, and each
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7.
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I am rooted in the wall
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172.
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I ask not for fortune,
for silken attire
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23.
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I bear upon my brow the
sign
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89.
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I bow at Jesu's name,
for 'tis the sign
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97.
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I dream'd that, with a
passionate complaint
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62.
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I have been honour'd
and obey'd
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117.
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I rise and raise my
clasped hands to Thee
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56.
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I sat beneath an olive's
branches grey
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57.
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I saw thee once, and
nought discern'd
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59.
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If e'er I fall beneath
Thy rod
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8.
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In childhood, when with
eager eyes
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116.
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In service o'er the
Mystic Feast I stand
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164.
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In the far North our
lot is cast
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177.
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Jesu, Maria—I am
near to death
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11.
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Ladies, well I deem,
delight
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63.
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Latest born of Jesse's
race
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90.
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Lead, Kindly Light,
amid the encircling gloom
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52.
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Let heathens sing thy
heathen praise
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2.
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Let the sun summon all
his beams to hold
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124.
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Let us arise, and
watch by night
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155.
|
Light of the anxious
heart
|
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163.
|
Little maiden, dost
thou pine
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15.
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Lord, in this dust Thy
sovereign voice
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144.
|
Lord of unbounded
space
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5.
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"Man goeth forth" with
reckless trust
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112.
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Man is permitted much
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67.
|
Many the guileless
years the Patriarch spent
|
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129.
|
May the dread Three in
One, who sways
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76.
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Mid Balak's magic fires
|
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47.
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Mortal! if e'er thy
spirits faint
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44.
|
Moses, the patriot
fierce, became
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54.
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My Father's hope! my
childhood's dream
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39.
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My home is now a
thousand miles away
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167.
|
My oldest friend, mine
from the hour
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30.
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My smile is bright, my
glance is free
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106.
|
Now is the Autumn of
the Tree of Life
|
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150.
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Now that the daylight
dies away
|
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139.
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Now that the day-star
glimmers bright
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34.
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O aged Saint! far off I
heard
|
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95.
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O comrade bold of toil
and pain
|
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38.
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O Father, list a sinner's
call
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126.
|
O God from God, and
Light from Light
|
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156.
|
O God, of Thy soldiers
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142.
|
O God, unchangeable
and true
|
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141.
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O God, who canst not
change nor fail
|
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147.
|
O God, who hast given
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61.
|
O
heart of fire! misjudged by wilful man
|
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118.
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O Holiest Truth! how
have I lied to Thee
|
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74.
|
O Holy Lord, who with
the Children Three
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66.
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O Lord and Christ, Thy
Children of the South
|
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41.
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O Lord! when sin's
close-marshall'd line
|
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146.
|
O Lord, who, thron'd
in the holy height
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73.
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Oh! miserable power
|
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114.
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O piteous race
|
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29.
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O prophet, tell me not
of peace
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65.
|
O purest Symbol of the
Eternal Son
|
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91.
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O rail not at our
kindred in the North
|
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94.
|
O, say not thou art
left of God
|
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3.
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O that Thou wouldest
rend the breadth of sky
|
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88.
|
O that thy creed were
sound
|
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157.
|
O Thou, of shepherds
Prince and Head
|
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154.
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O ye who seek the Lord
|
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133.
|
Of the Father
Effluence bright
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27.
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Once, as I brooded o'er
my guilty state
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109.
|
Once cast with men of
language strange
|
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174.
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Once, o'er a clear,
calm pool
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80.
|
One only, of God's
messengers to man
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132.
|
Paler have grown the
shades of night
|
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87.
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Peace-loving man, of
humble heart and true
|
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166.
|
Philip, on thee the
glowing ray
|
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35.
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Poor wand'rers, ye are
sore distress'd
|
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98.
|
Prune thou thy words,
the thoughts control
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77.
|
Say, hast thou track'd
a traveller's round
|
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25.
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Say, who is he in
deserts seen
|
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70.
|
Secure in his prophetic
strength
|
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136.
|
See, the golden dawn
is glowing
|
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10.
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She is not
gone;—still in our sight
|
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125.
|
Sleep has refresh'd
our limbs, we spring
|
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119.
|
Some one whisper'd
yesterday
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78.
|
Souls of the just, I
call not you
|
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152.
|
Supernal Word,
proceeding from
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159.
|
The Angel-lights of
Christmas morn
|
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108.
|
The ark of God has
hidden strength
|
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51.
|
The better portion
didst thou choose, Great Heart
|
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82.
|
The Church shone
brightly in her youthful days
|
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138.
|
The dawn is sprinkled o'er the sky
|
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79.
|
"The Fathers are in dust, yet live to God"
|
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165.
|
The holy Monks, conceal'd from men
|
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170.
|
The number of Thine own complete
|
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149.
|
The red sun is gone
|
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96.
|
The time has been, it seem'd a precept plain
|
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93.
|
The world has cycles in its course, when
all
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1.
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There is in stillness oft a magic power
|
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110.
|
There is not on the earth a soul so base
|
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160.
|
There sat a Lady
|
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21.
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There stray'd awhile, amid the woods of Dart
|
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122.
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They are at rest
|
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32.
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They do but grope in learning's pedant round
|
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171.
|
This is the Saint of gentleness and kindness
|
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176.
|
Thou champion high
|
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26.
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Thou to wax fierce
|
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55.
|
Thrice bless'd are they, who feel their loneliness
|
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42.
|
Thy words are good, and freely given
|
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60.
|
Time was, I shrank from what was right
|
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19.
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Tis long, dear Annie, since we met
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123.
|
Today the Blessed Three in One
|
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104.
|
Two brothers freely cast their lot
|
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43.
|
Tyre of the West, and glorying in the name
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175.
|
Unveil, O Lord, and on us shine
|
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50.
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Unwearied God, before whose face
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69.
|
We are not children of a guilty sire
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13.
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Weep not for me
|
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168.
|
Weep not for me, when I am gone
|
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64.
|
What time my heart unfolded its fresh leaves
|
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86.
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When first earth's rulers welcomed home
|
|
102.
|
When first God stirr'd me, and the Church's word
|
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72.
|
When Heaven sends sorrow
|
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84.
|
When I am sad, I say
|
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111.
|
When I look back upon my former race
|
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107.
|
When I sink down in gloom or fear
|
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85.
|
When I would search the truths that in me burn
|
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68.
|
When mirth is full and free
|
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48.
|
When royal Truth, released from mortal throes
|
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40.
|
Whence is this awe, by stillness spread
|
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28.
|
Whene'er across this sinful flesh of mine
|
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105.
|
Whene'er goes forth Thy dread command
|
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169.
|
Where are the Islands of the Blest?
|
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22.
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Where'er I roam in this fair English land
|
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121.
|
While Moses on the mountain lay
|
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127.
|
Who madest all and dost control
|
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148.
|
Whom all obey
|
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16.
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Why, dear Cousin, why
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101.
|
Why loiterest within Simon's walls
|
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71.
|
Why, wedded to the Lord, still yearns my heart
|
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46.
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"Woe's me!" the peaceful prophet cried
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83.
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Ye cannot halve the Gospel of God's grace
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