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angel appear beautiful become bird bless bright brother called character church cloud comes Cross dear death delightful dreams earth entered face fall Father fear feel feet field flowers friends give green Grove half hand happy head hear heard heart heaven hills hope hour human interest Italy lady leaves letter light living look meet mind morning mother mountains nature never night o'er once passed present pulpit reached river sailor scene seems side sing society soon sorrow soul speak spirit spring stands stars storm sweet tears tell thing thou thought thousand tion trees turn voice walk walls waters waves weeks whole wind woman write young
105 ページ - BLESS the LORD, O my soul : And all that is within me, bless his holy name. Bless the LORD, 0 my soul, And forget not all his benefits : Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; Who healeth all thy diseases; Who redeemeth thy life from destruction ; Who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies ; Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things ; So that thy youth is renewed like the eagle's.
287 ページ - The parent tree will mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree, — But none shall breathe a sigh for me ! My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand ; Soon as the rising tide shall beat, All trace will vanish from the sand ; 'MY LIFE IS LIKE THE SUMMER ROSE.
245 ページ - O'ER the glad waters of the dark blue sea, Our thoughts as boundless, and our souls as free, Far as the breeze can bear, the billows foam, Survey our empire, and behold our home!
270 ページ - Work out your own salvation with fear and trembling : for it is God that worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.
287 ページ - My life is like the autumn leaf That trembles in the moon's pale ray ; Its hold is frail, its date is...
287 ページ - As if she wept the waste to see. But none shall weep a tear for me ! My life is like the autumn leaf That trembles in the moon's pale ray...
287 ページ - MY life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close Is scattered on the ground— to die. Yet on the rose's humble bed The sweetest dews of night are shed, As if she wept the waste to see, — But none shall weep a tear for me...
47 ページ - Prepared to walk with her through death's dark vale. And now her eyes grew bright, and brighter still, Too bright for ours to look upon, suffused With many tears, and closed without a cloud. They set as sets the morning star, which goes Not down behind the darkened west, nor hides Obscured among the tempests of the sky, But melts away into the light of heaven.
129 ページ - There is no antidote against the opium of time, which temporally considereth all things : our fathers find their graves in our short memories, and sadly tell us how we may be buried in our survivors.
65 ページ - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where friendship...