Systematic Moral Education: With Daily Lessons in Ethics

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A. S. Barnes Company, 1910 - Moral education - 225 pages
 

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Page 202 - Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late. Our acts our angels are, or good or ill, Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Page 213 - LEAD, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on! The night is dark, and I am far from home — Lead Thou me on! Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene — one step enough for me.
Page 199 - Let our conceptions be enlarged to the circle of our duties. Let us extend our ideas over the whole of the vast field in which we are called to act. Let our object be, our country, our whole country, and nothing but our country.
Page 202 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll ! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Page 221 - Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home...
Page 217 - Thy daily stage of duty run : Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise, To pay thy morning sacrifice.
Page 179 - Yet, ere we part, one lesson I can leave you For every day. Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast for-ever One grand, sweet song.
Page 175 - Yet he who reigns within himself, and rules Passions, desires, and fears, is more a king; Which every wise and virtuous man attains...
Page 220 - Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From every murmur free ; The blessings of Thy grace impart. And make me live to Thee. 3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end.
Page 199 - Tis of the wave and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar, In spite of false lights on the shore. Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee.

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