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164. oldal - And at midnight there was a cry made, Behold, the bridegroom cometh ; go ye out to meet him.
344. oldal - Touch us gently, Time ! Let us glide adown thy stream Gently, — as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream ! Humble voyagers are We, Husband, wife, and children three — (One is lost, — an angel, fled To the azure overhead ! ) Touch us gently, Time ! We've not proud nor soaring wings : Our ambition, our content Lies in simple things. Humble voyagers are We, O'er Life's dim unsounded sea, Seeking only some calm clime : — Touch us gently, gentle Time ! EBENEZER ELLIOTT.
372. oldal - The Night is mother of the Day, The Winter of the Spring, And ever upon old Decay The greenest mosses cling. Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Through showers the sunbeams fall ; For God, who loveth all his works, Has left his Hope with all ! 4th lit month, 1847.
236. oldal - Your voiceless lips. O flowers, are living preachers, Each cup a pulpit, and each leaf a book, Supplying to my fancy, numerous teachers From loneliest nook. Floral apostles! that in dewy splendor "Weep without woe, and blush without a crime," O may I deeply learn, and ne'er surrender.
299. oldal - This book is all that's left me now, — Tears will unbidden start, — With faltering lip and throbbing brow I press it to my heart. For many generations past Here is our family tree; My mother's hands this Bible clasped, She, dying, gave it me. Ah ! well do I remember those Whose names these records bear; Who round the hearthstone used to close, After the evening prayer, And speak of what these pages said In tones my heart would thrill ! Though they are with the silent dead, Here are they...
79. oldal - And he said, Behold now, my lords, turn in, I pray you, into your servant's house, and tarry all night, and wash your feet, and ye shall rise up early, and go on your ways.
363. oldal - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
369. oldal - There's not in Ind a lovelier bird; Broad earth owns not a happier nest O God, thou hast a fountain stirred, Whose waters never more shall rest! This beautiful, mysterious thing, This seeming visitant from heaven, This bird...
79. oldal - The sun was risen upon the earth when Lot entered into Zoar. Then the Lord rained upon Sodom and upon Gomorrah brimstone and fire from the Lord out of heaven; and he overthrew those cities, and all the plain, and all the inhabitants of the cities, and that which grew upon the ground.