In Memoriam. Lavinia Farnham

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Riverside Press, 1894 - 91 oldal

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13. oldal - She doeth little kindnesses, Which most leave undone, or despise ; For naught that sets one heart at ease, And giveth happiness or peace, Is low-esteemed in her eyes.
16. oldal - Ye are walking still in the vale of tears, But I wait to welcome you. Do I forget ? Oh, no ! For memory's golden chain Shall bind my heart to the hearts below Till they meet to touch again. Each link is strong and bright, And love's electric flame Flows freely down, like a river of light, To the world from which I came.
11. oldal - With my new-born melody ! No sin, no grief, no pain, Safe in my happy home ! My fears all fled, my doubts all slain, My hour of triumph, come...
6. oldal - Alone unto our Father's will One thought hath reconciled ; That He whose love exceedeth ours Hath taken home his child. Fold her, O Father ! in thine arms, And let her henceforth be A messenger of love between Our human hearts and thee.
15. oldal - I am the resurrection and the life, he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live : and whosoever believeth in me, shall never die,
84. oldal - My tender memories of the dead, — Dear souls who left us lonely here, Bound on their last, long voyage, to whom We, day by day, are drawing near, Where every bark has sailing room I know the solemn monotone Of waters calling unto me . I know from whence the airs have blown That whisper of the Eternal Sea. As low my fires of drift-wood burn, I hear that sea's deep sounds increase, OW HOLMES ON HIS EIGHTIETH BIRTHDAY.
6. oldal - The dear Lord's best interpreters Are humble human souls ; The Gospel of a life like hers Is more than books or scrolls. From scheme and creed the light goes out, The saintly fact survives ; The blessed Master none can doubt Revealed in holy lives.
15. oldal - Heaven's pathways show. My lost, my own, and I Shall have so much to see together by and by, I do believe that just the same sweet face, But glorified, is waiting in the place Where we shall meet, if only I Am counted worthy in that by and by. I ,do believe that God will give a sweet surprise To tear-stained, saddened eyes, And that his Heaven will be Most glad, most tided through with joy for you and me, As we have suffered most.
14. oldal - Past yon portals, our immortals, Those who walk with Him in white, Do they, mid their bliss recall us, Know they what events befall us, Will our coming wake delight? They will meet us, cheer and greet us. Those we've loved who've gone before: We shall find them at the portals, Find our beautified immortals, When we reach that radiant shore.
32. oldal - I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again, In lives made better by their presence.

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