Light on the HillsCharles Carroll Albertson J. B. Lippincott Company, 1904 - 243 páginas |
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... Smiling and the Weeping Safe ( from " Songs of Rest " ) . There is an Hour of Peaceful Rest Within the Gates . In Harbor • James L. Elderdice Henry Alford Charles C. Albertson Horatius Bonar Lange Bernard Barton . Horatius Bonar Mrs ...
... Smiling and the Weeping Safe ( from " Songs of Rest " ) . There is an Hour of Peaceful Rest Within the Gates . In Harbor • James L. Elderdice Henry Alford Charles C. Albertson Horatius Bonar Lange Bernard Barton . Horatius Bonar Mrs ...
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... smile of wondrous grace Shed , like an inner altar - lamp , a glow Upon his beautiful uplifted face . The other's face , like marble - carved Grief , Had placid brows laid whitely o'er with pain , With lips that never knew a smile's ...
... smile of wondrous grace Shed , like an inner altar - lamp , a glow Upon his beautiful uplifted face . The other's face , like marble - carved Grief , Had placid brows laid whitely o'er with pain , With lips that never knew a smile's ...
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... smile at thee - but thou art not of those That wait the ripening bloom to seize their prey . Thou art where friend meets friend , Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest- Thou art where foe meets foe , and trumpets rend The skies , and ...
... smile at thee - but thou art not of those That wait the ripening bloom to seize their prey . Thou art where friend meets friend , Beneath the shadow of the elm to rest- Thou art where foe meets foe , and trumpets rend The skies , and ...
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... still morning brightened , And freshened in the elm the summer's breath , Should gravely smile on me the gentle angel , And take my hand and say , " My name is Death ! " Edward Rowland Sill . " COULD WE BUT KNOW " COULD we but know 33.
... still morning brightened , And freshened in the elm the summer's breath , Should gravely smile on me the gentle angel , And take my hand and say , " My name is Death ! " Edward Rowland Sill . " COULD WE BUT KNOW " COULD we but know 33.
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... smile , and whisper this : I am not the thing you kiss ; Cease your tears and let it lie , It was mine , it is not I. " Faithful friends ! be wise , and dry Straightway every weeping eye . What ye lift upon the bier Is not worth a ...
... smile , and whisper this : I am not the thing you kiss ; Cease your tears and let it lie , It was mine , it is not I. " Faithful friends ! be wise , and dry Straightway every weeping eye . What ye lift upon the bier Is not worth a ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alfred Tennyson angel beauty beloved sleep blessed BLEST THE RIGHTEOUS bliss breast breath bright calm Christ crown dark dead Dean Stanley dear death dream dust dying earth Edward Rowland Sill Elizabeth Barrett Browning ends the sighing ends the song eternal eyes farewell flowers forever Frances Anne Kemble friends give unto Thy giveth his beloved glad glad song gloom glory God's golden Good-night grave hand Harbor at last hath heart heaven hills holy hope Horatius Bonar Isaac Watts Jesus know thou hast land Leave life's light living unto thee Lord morning mortal night pain Paradise peace Robert Southey shore silent skies smile sorrow soul spirit stars strife sweet tears tears of thoughtful there's a Home thine Thou art thou hast gone thought Thy gracious keeping Thy servant rest Thy servant sleeping toil voice wake weary weep William Cullen Bryant wonder
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Página 239 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 238 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way...
Página 15 - Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go: For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last!
Página 23 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, 0 Death ! ANSWER TO "THE HOUR OF DEATH.
Página 36 - Sleep soft, beloved !" we sometimes say, But have no tune to charm away Sad dreams that through the eyelids creep. But never doleful dream again. Shall break the happy slumber when He giveth His beloved, sleep.
Página 35 - OF all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is, For gift or grace, surpassing this — " He giveth his beloved sleep...
Página 99 - Hark ! they whisper ; angels say, ' Sister Spirit, come away ! ' What is this absorbs me quite ? Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath ? Tell me, my soul, can this be Death...
Página 16 - I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last! I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore, And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness, and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute 's at end, And the elements...
Página 99 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears With sounds seraphic ring: Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
Página 230 - Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete; That not a worm is cloven in vain; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire, Or but subserves another's gain.