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A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

Religion

A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations: Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

Quotations; Religious poetry

What household thoughts around thee, as their shrine,
    Cling reverently! Of anxious looks beguiled.
    My mother’s eyes upon thy page divine
    Were daily bent; her accents, gravely mild,
    Breathed out thy love;--whilst I a dreaming child,
    On breeze-like fancies wandered oft away
    To some lone tuft of gleaming spring flowers wild,
    Some fresh-discovered nook for woodland play,
    Some secret nest: yet would the solemn word
    At times with kindlings of young wonder heard,
    Fall on my wakened spirit, there to be
    A seed not lost; for which in darker years,
    O Book of Heaven! I pour, with grateful tears,
    Heart-blessings on the holy dead and thee.
                                            _Mrs. Hemans._


    Friend of my early days,
      Thou old, brown, folio tome,
    Oft opened with amaze,
      Within my childhood’s home;
    Thy many-pictured pages,
      Beheld with glad surprise,
    Would lure me from my playmates,
      To oriental skies.

    I found in thee for friends,
      The wise and valiant men
    Of Israel, whose heroic deeds
      Are writ with holy pen;
    And dark brown Jewish maidens,
      With festive dance and song,
    Or fairly dressed for bridal,
      Thy pictured leaves among.

    The old life patriarchal
      Did beautifully shine,
    With angels hovering over,
      The good old men divine;
    Their long long pilgrimages
      I traced through all the way;
    While on the stool before me
      The pages open lay.
               _From the German of Freiligrath._


    Fancy, Hope, and Conscience could not prove
    A future state, without the Word of God.
    This is Hope’s charter, this gives Fancy power,
    And this arms Conscience with authority.
    This partly lifts the veil which else had hung
    Before our eyes, concealing from our view
    The Spirit Land.
                                 _Joseph H. Wythes._


    Thou truest friend man ever knew,
      Thy constancy I’ve tried;
    When all were false I found thee true,
      My counsellor and guide.
    The mines of earth no treasures give
      That could this volume buy:
    In teaching me the way to live,
      It taught me how to die.
                          _Geo. P. Morris._




                             BIRDS--FOWLS.


And God said, Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature
that hath life, and _fowl_ that may fly above the earth in the open
firmament of heaven.

And God blessed them, saying, Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the
waters in the seas, and let _fowl_ multiply in the earth.--Genesis, i.
20, 22.

Where is God my maker, who giveth songs in the night; who teacheth us
more than the beasts of the earth, and maketh us wiser than the _fowls_
of heaven?--Job, xxxv. 10, 11.

In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul. Flee as a _bird_ to
your mountain?--Psalm xi. 1.

I know all the _fowls_ of the mountains: and the wild beasts of the
field are mine.--Psalm l. 11.

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