Poems with rhymes of shine

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line

And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,

When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,
The guns o' the enemy wheel into line,
Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,

Reflected in the beams divine;
Blown back they blind the mocking eye,
But still in Israel's paths they shine.

Unchanged, unextinguished its life-spring will shine;
When Erin has ceased with their memory to groan,
She will smile through the tears of revival on thine.

Though neither wealth nor power are thine,
A very hero thou dost shine.

In ae constellation shine;
To adore thee in my duty,
Goddess o' this soul o' mine!

Let my Future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine!

In ae constellation shine;
To adore thee in my duty,
Goddess o' this soul o' mine!

When the rose reigns, and locks with ointments shine,
Let rigid Cato read these lines of mine.

Even waiting for the sun until it shine,
Please wake up and not see the world like an ice,
Just rise up because you are fine.

In shade and shine,
As they were magic birds
This heart of mine

His honors are Divine;
His church shall make his wonders known,
For there his glories shine.

What signifies his barren shine
Of moral pow'rs and reason?
His English style an' gesture fine

Where the ground-nut trails its vine,
Where the wood-grape's clusters shine;

The soul, of origin divine,
God's glorious image freed from clay,
In heaven's eternal sphere shall shine,

First make the sun in private shine
And bid the world adieu,
That so he may his beams confine

In thy bonny locks to shine,—
And if love shows in their glances,
They have learn'd that look of mine!

My beard with scented oils shall shine,
The rose shall deck this brow of mine;