The Rose of Sharon: A Religious SouvenirA. Tompkins and B. B. Mussey, 1843 |
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Alhamil amid Anselm beautiful beneath blessed breath bright bright eyes brooklet brow calash cheer child children of men Christian clouds Connecticut River dark dear death deep destiny dreams dwell earth Effie Ellen Erenie exclaimed fair faith father fear feel flowers Frauenlob gaze gentle girl glad glorious glory grave green hand happy hath heard heart heaven holy honored hope hour human imagination lady leave Leonore light Lily listen look loveliness ment Mentz mind minstrel morning mother murmured mysterious nature never night noble noble lady o'er passed pathy peace poor prayer Queen Kate Randolph replied rest Rhine scene Scranton seemed shadows smile soft sorrow soul speak spirit Stanton stars stood stream sweet sweet child tears thee thine thing thought tion tones trees truth veil village voice weary wild wild honeysuckle wonder Woodvale words young youth
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الصفحة 210 - ... a character of a highly virtuous and lofty stamp, is degraded rather than exalted by an attempt to reward virtue with temporal prosperity. Such is not the recompense which Providence has deemed worthy of suffering merit...
الصفحة 207 - Horribly beautiful ! but on the verge, From side to side, beneath the glittering morn, An Iris sits, amidst the infernal surge, Like Hope upon a death.bed, and, unworn Its steady dyes, while all around is torn By the distracted waters, bears serene Its brilliant hues with all their beams unshorn : Resembling, 'mid the torture of the scene, Love watching Madness with unalterable mien.
الصفحة 229 - Let there be light ! " • Grim darkness felt his might, And fled away ; Then startled seas and mountains cold Shone forth, all bright in blue and gold, And cried—" Tis day ! 'tis day ! "
الصفحة 246 - Heaven's high capitol our car shall roll ; The temple of the power whom all obey, That is the mark we tend to, for the soul Can take no lower flight, and seek no meaner goal.
الصفحة 59 - What shall we say of a Christian famishing in a land of Christian affluence, because the means of earning bread is not afforded him in our chaotic and warring social order ? Surely the soul of such a one must appear as an accusing angel at the bar of Eternal Justice against the community in which such a tragedy was enacted. Yet such a calamity has taken place, even in this country. Let us hope that the time when it could be is nearly at an end, and that the knowledge of its possibility will soon...
الصفحة 254 - Pray for the peace of Jerusalem: they shall prosper that love thee. Peace be within thy walls, and prosperity within thy palaces. For my brethren and companions' sakes, I will now say, Peace be within thee.
الصفحة 132 - Nerve with o'ermastering faith this weary heart Thy mysteries to explore ! If I have suffered in the mournful past, If withered hopes were on my spirit laid, If love, the beautiful, the bright, were cast Along my pathway but to droop and fade, — If the chill shadows of the grave were hung In life's young morning o'er my sunny way, I thank thee, O, my God, that I have clung To those eternal things that ne'er decay, E'en to thy love and truth ! Now on the threshold of the grave I stand.
الصفحة 35 - ... a word that the slave may utter, but whose meaning he can never comprehend; you rub the weals that are raised on you by blows; to me every finger pointed at me in scorn makes a wound like an ashwood lance with a poisoned tip of brass. Oh ye holy Gods! who can help us?
الصفحة 57 - Mot merely insurance against extremest misery, but provision for positive and essentially equal happiness, is implied. And why may not this be realized? Why should not the Christian dispensation become the basis of a new and benignant Social Order, from which want and wo, fraud and wrong, discord and antagonism, shall be banished, and the highest attainable good of each member be striven for and secured? Why may not such an order be formed, which shall secure to each individual not only abundant...
الصفحة 230 - The while my grovelling thoughts half buried lie, Or lawless roam around this earthly waste. Chains of my heart, avaunt I say — I will arise, and in the strength of love Pursue the bright track ere it fade away, My Saviour's pathway to His home above. Sure, when I reach the point where earth Melts into nothing from th...