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... thought of the book -- and appears upon every second page to emphasize its purpose - not every- thing , only a modest fraction , perhaps a fourth , or fifth , or sixth , of what is found in these pages , choosing the best , or that ...
... thought of the book -- and appears upon every second page to emphasize its purpose - not every- thing , only a modest fraction , perhaps a fourth , or fifth , or sixth , of what is found in these pages , choosing the best , or that ...
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... thought and enjoyment for a life - time ? The white pebbles that the hero of the nursery tale shrewdly put into his ... thoughts , or number of bues in the paragraph ; always trying to project the picture of the verse or paragraph , the ...
... thought and enjoyment for a life - time ? The white pebbles that the hero of the nursery tale shrewdly put into his ... thoughts , or number of bues in the paragraph ; always trying to project the picture of the verse or paragraph , the ...
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... thought so once ; yet the land of Priam lives only in song ! Thebes thought so once ; yet her hundred gates have crumbled , and her very tombs are but as the dust they were vainly intended to commemorate ! thought Palmyra — where is she ...
... thought so once ; yet the land of Priam lives only in song ! Thebes thought so once ; yet her hundred gates have crumbled , and her very tombs are but as the dust they were vainly intended to commemorate ! thought Palmyra — where is she ...
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... to man . Eternity ! -thou pleasing , dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being , Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ! The wide , the unbounded prospect lies before me ; COMMIT TO MEMORY . 55.
... to man . Eternity ! -thou pleasing , dreadful thought ! Through what variety of untried being , Through what new scenes and changes must we pass ! The wide , the unbounded prospect lies before me ; COMMIT TO MEMORY . 55.
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... thought of other years . And I think how many thousands Of care - encumbered men , Each bearing his burden of sorrow , Have crossed the bridge since then . I see the long procession Still passing to and fro , The young heart hot and ...
... thought of other years . And I think how many thousands Of care - encumbered men , Each bearing his burden of sorrow , Have crossed the bridge since then . I see the long procession Still passing to and fro , The young heart hot and ...
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Page 320 - Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land. I am weak, but thou art mighty : Hold me with thy powerful hand. Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. Open now the crystal fountain Whence the living waters flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through.
Page 317 - foil the tempter's power? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. I fear no foe, with thee at hand to bless : Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting ? where, grave, thy victory ? I triumph still, if thou abide
Page 320 - of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies. Accepted at thy throne of grace Let this petition rise: Give me a calm and thankful heart, From every murmur free ; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. Let the sweet hope that thou art mine My path of life attend: Thy presence
Page 320 - SUN OF MY SOUL. Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Saviour's breast.
Page 65 - hast put all things under his feet: all sheep and oxen, Yea, and the beasts of the field; The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea, And whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas. 0 Lord our Lord, How excellent is thy name in all the earth 1 PSALM
Page 443 - Hail to thee, blithe spirit!—bird thou never wert,— That from heaven, or near it, pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still, and higher, from the earth thou springes* Like a cloud of fire ; the blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever, singest.
Page 60 - Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music. And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as
Page 318 - day ; and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long thy power has blest me, sure it still Will lead me on, O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. The night is gone
Page 385 - us Footprints on the sands of time; — Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again. With a heart for any fate; Still achieving, still pursuing, Let us, then, be up and doing, Learn to labor and to wait.
Page 323 - land The work of an Almighty hand. What though in solemn silence all Move round this dark, terrestrial ball ? What though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found ? In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; Forever singing, as they shine— "The hand that