...Church people especially prefer to dwell —viz.:— " There is no death! what seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call death." Finally, let us be careful not to suppress, or ridicule, even unintentionally, but rather encourage,...

...dim, funeral tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There Is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead— the child of our affection— But gone unto that school Where...

...exchanged earth's sufferings for heaven's sweet rest. " There is no death ! What seems SO is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elyaian, Whose portal •we call death." BY DR. UNDERWOOD. AT the death and burial of our friends,...

...our poor protection. BWCtout himself doth rule.1 In that great cloister's stillness and leclution. By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She livci, whom we call dead. These beautiful lines express the hopes and consolations of Mr. and Mrs....

...dim, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the...temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air: Year after year,...

...band.•' His sorrowing parents — his Sabbathschool teachers — all who loved him, here know that " He is not dead— the child of our affection— But gone unto that school Where he no longer needs our poor protection. And Christ himself doth rule.•* Dear children, is your hope...

...readers will thank us for two brief extracts. ' There is no death ! — what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death.'— LONGFELLOW. ' " To part no more " — they home met now to part no more. 'Yesterday morning my dear,...

...elysian, Whose portal we call Death. Site is not dead — the child of our affection — But gone untft that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection. And Christ himself doth rule. In lhat great cluisier's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels ltd, ,'"!:<• from temptation, safe...

...consistent with our Masonic faith and teaching, we declare there is no death. What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portals we call death. " 'N'o one hears the door that opens. When they pass beyond our enll, Soft ns...

...dim funereal tapers May be Heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our affection — But gone unto that school...