...to dwell —viz.:— " There is no death! what seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call death." Finally, let us be careful not to suppress, or ridicule, even unintentionally, but rather encourage,...

...Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but dim, funeral tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There Is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead— the child of our...

...these earthly damps What seem to us but dim, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our...

...!' " And in his presence, never asked in vain, we shall find the antidote for all our grief. "There is no death! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath la hut a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call Death." But here was another element of sadness,...

...live on and on until in the anguish of the heart we would plead to be permitted to be at rest. " There is no death ; What seems so is transition: This life of mortal breath 1s but a suburb of the life Elyslan Whose portal we call death." We read of a beautiful custom that...

...Thomas Hood, are in some parts very beautiful. Our readers will thank us for two brief extracts. ' There is no death ! — what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death.'— LONGFELLOW. ' " To part no more...

...which reads, — " There is no death : what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call death." — " J. О. Я." Botlnn, writes : " Will you kindly inform me, if possible, through the columns of...

...Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but dim funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our...

...these earthly damps What seera to us but dim, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She ie not dead— the child of our...

...these earthly damps What seem to us but dim, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death! what seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead — the child of...