The Rose of Sharon, Volym 1844Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo A. Tompkins and B.B. Mussey, 1844 |
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... seemed As if he slept , so startlingly like life He lay , the lips just parted , and the eyes Just closed . His hair drooped lightly o'er his brow , And as the mother turned again to gaze Upon her cherub boy , the morning breeze Just ...
... seemed As if he slept , so startlingly like life He lay , the lips just parted , and the eyes Just closed . His hair drooped lightly o'er his brow , And as the mother turned again to gaze Upon her cherub boy , the morning breeze Just ...
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... brought My all of love to thee ! My heart was clinging all too close to earth , And sought not things of higher , holier birth ; The earth seemed heaven to me . But God has taken thee to himself , my boy 5 THE BEREAVED . 73.
... brought My all of love to thee ! My heart was clinging all too close to earth , And sought not things of higher , holier birth ; The earth seemed heaven to me . But God has taken thee to himself , my boy 5 THE BEREAVED . 73.
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... seemed to me that I would give worlds , were it in my power , to see and go back to that old temple of science , and live those mysterious and trying , yet joyous days , all o'er again ; and I am actually afflicted when I some- times ...
... seemed to me that I would give worlds , were it in my power , to see and go back to that old temple of science , and live those mysterious and trying , yet joyous days , all o'er again ; and I am actually afflicted when I some- times ...
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... him , and us . I never before had such elevated views of death as seemed then to come before me ; and the impressions of that hour are as fresh and indeli- ble now as ever . Blessings on the sacred spot 114 THE ROSE OF SHARON .
... him , and us . I never before had such elevated views of death as seemed then to come before me ; and the impressions of that hour are as fresh and indeli- ble now as ever . Blessings on the sacred spot 114 THE ROSE OF SHARON .
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... seemed to be , to mimic every oddity of every member of the school , the master himself not excepted . He was quite a proficient in portraiture , and one day had just completed a hideous caricature of the teacher on his slate , when who ...
... seemed to be , to mimic every oddity of every member of the school , the master himself not excepted . He was quite a proficient in portraiture , and one day had just completed a hideous caricature of the teacher on his slate , when who ...
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altar Amanda Burton amid Aristotle astronomer barouche beautiful Ben Wilson beneath blessed bosom breath bright brow castle cheek child Conrad Copernicus cousin dark dear death Debby's deep door dreams earth Elizabeth Ermeland exclaimed eyes face fair brow faith father fear feel FILLEBROWN flowers forest church Frauenberg gaze gentle girl glorious glory hair hand hath heard heart heaven hermit holy hope horoscope hour intellect iron heel Job Woodell lady Lake George learned light lips little Alice live lone look marriage Mary mind Miss Debby Mornau morning mother mournful never night o'er pain pale passed peace prince Ptolemy rose Rothegg sacristy scene scholastic philosophy sister smile solemn sorrow soul spirit squire stars stood sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou tion truth voice Warrington Bay weep wild Wilson words young youth
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Sida 282 - The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had her haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths ; all these have vanished. They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Sida 295 - Rather admire; or if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes, perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter, when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars, how they will wield The mighty frame; how build, unbuild, contrive To save appearances; how gird the sphere With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb...
Sida 189 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Sida 189 - Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way, But to act that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.
Sida 16 - Man — those fleets of hardy fishers, now chasing the whale on the other side of the globe to give light to the city mansion and celerity to the wheels of the village factory — those armies of trappers, scattered through the glens of the Rocky Mountains, each in stealthy solitude pursuing his deadly trade, whence dames of London and belles of Pekin alike shall borrow warmth and comeliness — let us contemplate these in their several classes, unmindful of the leagues of wood, or plain, or water...
Sida 10 - Eden; while farther on the temendous chains of the Andes, the Rocky Mountains heave up their scathed and rugged sides through the surrounding seas of verdure, as if in grim and haughty defiance to the utmost fury of the lightning and the hurricane, or in scornful exultation over the crouching •world at their feet. Soon the broad, placid surface of the vast, nnvexed Pacific presents itself sprinkled with isles of deepest emerald where flowers perennial bloom.
Sida 303 - Then ring out the chiming harmonies of life and nature. Then proclaim Christmas morning to the human soul. Then, then celebrate with double joy the advent of redemption. LET us not fear that the issues of natural science shall be scepticism or anarchy. Through all God's works there runs a beautiful harmony. The remotest truth in his universe is linked to that which lies nearest the throne. . . HARK ! hark ! with harps of gold, What anthems do they sing ? The radiant clouds have backward rolled, And...
Sida 9 - To the piercing gaze of an unfettered spirit, unmindful of space, which should scan it from the central orb of our system, this fair globe of ours must afford a spectacle of strange magnificence and beauty. Rolling on, ever on, in her appointed round, the earth must present new scenes of interest and grandeur with every hour of her revolving progress: now the swarming vales of China and Japan ; the sultry plains of...
Sida 17 - ... to the earth. From Age to Age have they kept apart the soil and sunshine, as they shall do no longer. Onward, still onward, pours the army of axe-men, and still before them bow their stubborn foes.
Sida 10 - From amid the all-embracing foliage, shine forth with steady radiance, with deep serenity, the mirror13* like surfaces of the Great Lakes — the last surpassing in size, profundity, and beauty — the slender threads of the Father of Waters and his far-stretching tributaries are seen disparting vales whose exuberant fertility has known no parallel since Eden ; while farther on, the tremendous chains of the Andes, the Rocky Mountains, heave up their scathed and rugged sides through the surrounding...