The Venture

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J.N. Williams, 1883 - 232 páginas

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Página 132 - Truth, crushed to earth, shall rise again; The eternal years of God are hers; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies among his worshippers.
Página 216 - Though they smile in vain for what once was ours, They are love's last gift — bring ye flowers, pale flowers ! Bring flowers to the shrine where we kneel in prayer, They are nature's offering, their place is there ! They speak of hope to the fainting heart, With a voice of promise they come and part, They sleep in dust through the wintry hours, They break forth in glory — bring flowers, bright flowers ! THE CRUSADER'S RETURN. "Alas! the mother that him bare, If she had been in presence there,...
Página 211 - No outward sound ! yet often I perceive Kind angel voices speaking to my soul Sweetly consoling charges to believe That this life is a part and not the whole Of being — its beginning, not its goal; No sound ! except the echoes of the past, Seeming at times, in tones now loud, now low, The voices of a congregation vast Praising the God from whom all blessings flow, Until my heart with rapture is aglow. In our own country several are found besides those already referred to who may justly claim to...
Página 210 - Soliloquy," the following extract will be of interest in connection with Mr. Draper's sonnet : No sound ! no sound ! an alien though at home, An exile even in my native land ; A prisoner too, for though at will I roam, Yet chained and manacled I oft must stand Unmoved, though sounds vibrate on every hand. No sound ! no sound ! yet often I have heard, Echoing through dear memory's sacred hall, The buzz of bees, the rare song of a bird, The melody of rain-drops as they fall, The wind's wild notes,...
Página 216 - Arid lay it in His balance to be tried, I find that others were enriched thereby, I shall be satisfied. Tho...
Página 216 - ... his daily routine of sowing and reaping; the wife from the cottage by the way-side, and the child, unused to such delights and sweet perfume, thought these really the "Bright gems of earth in which perchance we see, What Eden was. what Paradise may be," And said in their silent heart language, bring flowers: "They speak of hope to the fainting heart.

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