The Mourner's GiftMrs. M. A. Patrick Van Nostrand & Dwight, 1837 - 192 strani |
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Zadetki 1–5 od 16
Stran 25
... tell me why thou fly'st from death , Or hide'st thy friends from him . We dream , but they awake ; - Dark visions mar our rest : - Through thorns and snares our way we take , And yet we mourn the blest ! For those who throng the eternal ...
... tell me why thou fly'st from death , Or hide'st thy friends from him . We dream , but they awake ; - Dark visions mar our rest : - Through thorns and snares our way we take , And yet we mourn the blest ! For those who throng the eternal ...
Stran 44
... MALCOMB . " Ye cannot tell whence it cometh , or whither it goeth . " MYSTERIOUS in its birth , And viewless as the blast ; Where hath the spirit fled , Forever past ? I ask the grave below- It keeps the secret well 44 Malcomb.
... MALCOMB . " Ye cannot tell whence it cometh , or whither it goeth . " MYSTERIOUS in its birth , And viewless as the blast ; Where hath the spirit fled , Forever past ? I ask the grave below- It keeps the secret well 44 Malcomb.
Stran 45
... tell . Of earth's remotest strand , Are tales and tidings known ; But from the spirit's distant land , Returneth none . Winds waft the breath of flowers , To wanderers o'er the wave , But bear no message from the bowers Beyond the grave ...
... tell . Of earth's remotest strand , Are tales and tidings known ; But from the spirit's distant land , Returneth none . Winds waft the breath of flowers , To wanderers o'er the wave , But bear no message from the bowers Beyond the grave ...
Stran 51
... Tell me that they who suffer now , Shall share with thee those joys untold ; Feel thy rich love , partake thy grace , And know thee , see thee , face to face .. Teach me to endure this trying fate With patience , Son of God , for Thee ...
... Tell me that they who suffer now , Shall share with thee those joys untold ; Feel thy rich love , partake thy grace , And know thee , see thee , face to face .. Teach me to endure this trying fate With patience , Son of God , for Thee ...
Stran 54
... Tell where his nameless ashes lie , Who sigh'd for gold , —and found it dross ! " Ye shall seek me in the morning , but I shall not be . " BY MRS . SIGOURNEY . THE friend who taught my infant tongue Its broken utterance to combine , Who ...
... Tell where his nameless ashes lie , Who sigh'd for gold , —and found it dross ! " Ye shall seek me in the morning , but I shall not be . " BY MRS . SIGOURNEY . THE friend who taught my infant tongue Its broken utterance to combine , Who ...
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affliction amid angel ASHBOURN babe balm bear beautiful bless blest bliss bosom breast breath bright brother brow call'd calm cheek child clay cold dark dead dear death deep dirge divine dream dust to dust dwell earthly farewell father fear feel fled flowers fond fondly gaze glory gone grave grief hand happy harp hath hear heart heaven holy hope hour infant JOSIAH CONDER let's love life's light lips living eye lone look Lord MICHAEL BRUCE MISS H. F. GOULD MONODY mother mourn ne'er neath night o'er pain pale pass'd peace prayer rest round seem'd seraph shine sigh Sigourney silent sleep slumber smile song soothing sorrow soul spect spirit STANZAS star sweet sweetly tears tender thee thine thou art thou hast thought throne tomb tone tread trust twas U. S. Army voice weep widow YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Stran 6 - They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.
Stran 67 - Farewell, ye blooming fields ! ye cheerful plains ! Enough for me the church-yard's lonely mound, Where Melancholy with still Silence reigns, And the rank grass waves o'er the cheerless ground.
Stran 66 - Now Spring returns; but not to me returns The vernal joy my better years have known : Dim in my breast life's dying taper burns, And all the joys of life with health are flown.
Stran 190 - The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Even- other wound we seek to heal — every other affliction to forget ; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open — this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.
Stran 22 - To the pleasures which Mirth can afford, The revel, the laugh, and the jeer ? Ah ! here is a plentiful board ! But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here.
Stran 48 - Earth to earth, and dust to dust !" But a day is coming fast, Earth, thy mightiest and thy last, It shall come in fear and wonder, Heralded by trump and thunder; It shall come in strife and toil, It shall come in blood and spoil, It shall come in empires' groans, Burning temples, trampled thrones ; Then, ambition, rue thy lust ; " Earth to earth, and dust to dust!
Stran 191 - No, the love which survives the tomb is one of the noblest attributes of the soul. If it has its woes, it has likewise its delights; and when the overwhelming burst of grief is calmed into the gentle tear of recollection; when the sudden anguish and the convulsive agony over the present ruins of all that we most loved, is softened away into pensive meditation on all that it was in the days of its loveliness— who would root out such a sorrow from the heart?
Stran 44 - That pavement, damp and cold, no smiling courtiers tread ; one silent woman stands, lifting with meagre hands, a dying head. No mingling voices sound — an infant wail alone; a sob...
Stran 47 - EARTH to earth, and dust to dust ! Here the evil and the just, Here the youthful and the old, Here the fearful and the bold, Here the matron and the maid, In one silent bed are laid ; Here the vassal and the king Side by side lie withering ; Here the sword and sceptre rust — Earth to earth, and dust to dust...
Stran 21 - In a small narrow cave, and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty ? Ah no ! she forgets The charms which she wielded before ; Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin which but yesterday fools could adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore.