 | 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 866
...many blessed groups this hour are bending Through England's primrose meadow paths their way Toward spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending. Whence...— yet, oh my God ! I bless Thy mercy, that with Sabhath peace hath filled My chastened heart, and all its thrubhings stilled To one deep calm of lowliest... | |
 | 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 542
...children forth: and hamlets Inw, With whose tliick orchard-blooms the soft winds play, Send out thc>ir inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream....pathways,— to the feverish bed Of sickness bound ; ya, O my God ! I bless Thy merry, that with Rablmth peace hath filled My chastened heart, and all... | |
 | 1835 - عدد الصفحات: 538
...soft winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream. I may not trend With them those pathways,— to the feverish bed Of sickness bound ; yet, O my God ! I bless Thy mercy, that with Sabbath peace hath filled My chastened heart, and all its throbbings... | |
 | 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 492
...many blessed groups this hour are bending Through England's primrose meadow paths their way Toward spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence...bed Of sickness bound ; — yet, oh my God ! I bless -' j Thy mercy, that with Sabbath peace hath filled My chastened heart, and all its throbhiugs stilled... | |
 | Rose Lawrence - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 442
...hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow-paths, their way Towards spire and tower, 'mid shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim...those pathways ; — to the feverish bed Of sickness chained : yet, O ! my God ! I bless Thy mercy, that with Sabbath-peace has filled My chastened heart... | |
 | Mrs. Lawrence (Rose) - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 446
...hour are bending, Through England's primrose meadow-paths, their way Towards spire and tower, 'mid shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim...those pathways ;— to the feverish bed Of sickness chained : yet, O ! my God ! I bless Thy mercy, that with Sabbath-peace has filled My chastened heart... | |
 | Mrs. Hemans - 1836 - عدد الصفحات: 472
...whose thick orchard blooms the soft winds Р'"У, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a free vernal stream. I may not tread With them those pathways,...! I bless Thy mercy, that with Sabbath peace hath fill'd My chasten'd heart, and all its throbbings still'd To one deep calm of lowliest thankfulness.... | |
 | 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 980
...many blessed groups this hour are bending Through England's primrose meadow paths their way Toward spire and tower, 'midst shadowy elms ascending, Whence...! I bless Thy mercy, that with Sabbath peace hath Blled My chastened heart, and all its throbbings stilled To one deep calm of lowliest thankfulness.... | |
 | 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 538
...The halle from old heroic ages gray Pour their fair children forth ; and hamlets low, With whose rich orchard-blooms the soft winds play, Send out their...sickness bound ; — yet, oh my God ! I bless Thy merey, that with ßabbath peace hath filled My chastened heart, and all its throbbings stilled To one... | |
 | Francis Lister Hawks, Caleb Sprague Henry, Joseph Green Cogswell - 1837 - عدد الصفحات: 522
...whose thick orchard blooms the soft winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a free vernal stream. I may not tread With them those pathways,...! I bless Thy mercy, that with Sabbath peace hath fill'd My chasten'd heart, and all its Ihrobbings still'd To one deep calm of lowliest thankfulness."... | |
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With whose thick orchard-blooms the soft winds play, Send out their inmates in a happy flow, Like a freed vernal stream. I may not tread With them those pathways — to the feverish bed Of sickness bound ; yet, O my God ! I bless Thy mercy, that with... 
