Poems by John Henry Newman
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The Trance of Time
... Earth's joy, earth's terror, nought is thine, ...
A Picture
... That peace, which, with its own bright day, ...
Opusculum
... Still, true words and plain, ...
Lead, Kindly Light
... So long thy power hath blessed me, sure it still ...
Paraphrase of Isaiah, Chap. 64
... Which He hath purposed for the heirs of heaven, ...
Flowers Without Fruit
... Than brightest transports, choicest prayers, ...
The Sign Of The Cross
... Till there springs up a courage high and true ...
To F. W. N. A Birthday Offering
... [Note] And we became her dearest theme, ...
My Lady Nature and her Daughters
... Pleased to please whose praise is dear, ...
'Snapdragon' a Riddle for a Flower Book
... Choice are such,and yet thou knowest ...
My Birthday
... Bright pageant in his court, the cloud-paved sky ...
The Pillar of the Cloud
... So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still ...
Solitude
... And hence perchance the tales of saints who view'd ...
Reverses
... All gifts below, save Truth, but grow &emsp ...
Consolations in Bereavement
... Brief pain, then languor till thy end came near ...
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