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• Heaven

  I Never saw a moor,
  I never saw the sea;
  Yet know I how the heather looks, …

  Emily Dickinson

• Heaven

  That clime is not like this dull clime of ours;
  All, all is brightness there;
  A sweeter influence breathes around its flowers, …

  Anonymous

• The Answer

  “WHO would not go”
  With buoyant steps, to gain that blessed portal,
  Which opens to the land we long to know? …

  Anonymous

• Life

  From “Festus,” Scene: “A Country Town”
  FESTUS.— Oh! there is
  A life to come, or all ’s a dream. …

  Philip James Bailey

• Heaven

  O Beauteous God! uncircumscribèd treasure
  Of an eternal pleasure!
  Thy throne is seated far …

  Jeremy Taylor

• Heaven

  Beyond these chilling winds and gloomy skies,
  Beyond death’s cloudy portal,
  There is a land where beauty never dies, …

  Nancy Amelia Woodbury Priest Wakefield

• Heaven

  There is a land of pure delight,
  Where saints immortal reign;
  Infinite day excludes the night, …

  Isaac Watts

• The New Jerusalem

  Or, the Soul’s Breathing after the Heavenly Country
  “Since Christ’s fair truth needs no man’s art,
  Take this rude song in better part.” …

  Anonymous

• Prayer

  Translated by Henry Francis Cary
  Selections from “The Divine Comedy”
  Purgatory: Canto VI. …

  Dante Alighieri

• Light

  THOU art the joy of age:
  Thy sun is dear when long the shadow falls.
  Forth to its friendliness the old man crawls, …

  George MacDonald

• Daybreak

  A Wind came up out of the sea,
  And said, “O mists, make room for me!”
  It hailed the ships, and cried, “Sail on, …

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

• Dawn

  THE Night was dark, though sometimes a faint star
  A little while a little space made bright.
  The night was long and like an iron bar …

  Richard Watson Gilder

• Morning

  In the barn the tenant cock,
  Close to partlet perched on high,
  Briskly crows (the shepherd’s clock!) …

  John Cunningham

• Morning

  From “The Minstrel”
  BUT who the melodies of morn can tell?
  The wild brook babbling down the mountainside; …

  James Beattie

• Evening

  From upland slopes I see the cows file by,
  Lowing, great-chested, down the homeward trail,
  By dusking fields and meadows shining pale …

  Archibald Lampman

• Evening

  From “Don Juan”
  AVE MARIA! o’er the earth and sea,
  That heavenliest hour of heaven is worthiest thee! …

  Lord Byron

• To Night

  Swiftly walk over the western wave,
  Spirit of Night!
  Out of the misty eastern cave, …

  Percy Bysshe Shelley

• Night

  Mysterious Night! when our first parent knew
  Thee, from report divine, I heard thy name,
  Did he not tremble for this lovely frame,— …

  Joseph Blanco White

• Night

  From “Childe Harold,” Canto II.
  ’T IS night, when Meditation bids us feel
  We once have loved, though love is at an end: …

  Lord Byron

• Night

  From “Queen Mab”
  HOW beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh
  Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening’s ear …

  Percy Bysshe Shelley

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