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... Christ , and proved their faith by works . A courier from a neighbouring village informed them that troops were advancing to take the town . They quietly answered " If they will take it , they must . " Soldiers soon came riding in ...
... Christ , and proved their faith by works . A courier from a neighbouring village informed them that troops were advancing to take the town . They quietly answered " If they will take it , they must . " Soldiers soon came riding in ...
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... the bond which will exclude all contention , and will bind together all hearts , will be nothing more nor less than the Gospel of Christ . UPHAM . Lines by De - Wette . WORLD Redeemer ! Lord 56 WHEN WILL THE MILLENIUM COME?-UPHAM,
... the bond which will exclude all contention , and will bind together all hearts , will be nothing more nor less than the Gospel of Christ . UPHAM . Lines by De - Wette . WORLD Redeemer ! Lord 56 WHEN WILL THE MILLENIUM COME?-UPHAM,
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... Christ Jesus , who walk not after the flesh , but after the spirit . " Fenelon wrote to Bossuet- " two things only do I desire : Truth and Peace - truth which may enlighten , and peace which may unite us . " Fenelon did not hesitate to ...
... Christ Jesus , who walk not after the flesh , but after the spirit . " Fenelon wrote to Bossuet- " two things only do I desire : Truth and Peace - truth which may enlighten , and peace which may unite us . " Fenelon did not hesitate to ...
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... profane- ness , and clothed anew in glory . The children of Abraham are once more assembling together from the four quarters of the earth , over which they have been scattered , to acknowledge 124 FENELON . Christ whom they pierced , and ...
... profane- ness , and clothed anew in glory . The children of Abraham are once more assembling together from the four quarters of the earth , over which they have been scattered , to acknowledge 124 FENELON . Christ whom they pierced , and ...
Strona 124
124 FENELON . Christ whom they pierced , and to show forth the Lord's resur- rection to the end of time . " In this plan also he was disappointed . It was not the design of Providence to employ him either in Greece or America . There ...
124 FENELON . Christ whom they pierced , and to show forth the Lord's resur- rection to the end of time . " In this plan also he was disappointed . It was not the design of Providence to employ him either in Greece or America . There ...
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Strona 276 - For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth ; but hearing oftentimes The still, sad music of humanity, Not harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue.
Strona 157 - O men with Sisters dear ! O men with Mothers and Wives! It is not linen you're wearing out, But human creatures' lives! Stitch - stitch - stitch, In poverty, hunger, and dirt, Sewing at once with a double thread, A Shroud as well as a Shirt.
Strona 158 - Oh but to breathe the breath Of the cowslip and primrose sweet, — With the sky above my head, And the grass beneath my feet! For only one short hour To feel as I used to feel, Before I knew the woes of want And the walk that costs a meal!
Strona 196 - To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for his gayer hours She has a voice of gladness, and a smile And eloquence of beauty, and she glides Into his darker musings, with a mild And healing sympathy, that steals away Their sharpness, ere he is aware.
Strona 172 - Arve and Arveiron at thy base Rave ceaselessly ; but thou, most awful form ! Risest from forth thy silent sea of pines, How silently ! Around thee and above, Deep is the air and dark, substantial, black, An ebon mass : methinks thou piercest it, As with a wedge ! But when I look again, It is thine own calm home, thy crystal shrine, Thy habitation from eternity ! 0 dread and silent mount ! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought : entranced in...
Strona 372 - THE snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white. Every pine and fir and hemlock Wore ermine too dear for an earl, And the poorest twig on the elm-tree Was ridged inch deep with pearl.
Strona 277 - Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods, And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth...
Strona 197 - The planets, all the infinite host of heaven, Are shining on the sad abodes of death, Through the still lapse of ages. All that tread The globe are but a handful to the tribes That slumber in its bosom — Take the wings Of morning — and the Barcan desert pierce, Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound, Save his own dashings...
Strona 198 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan that moves To the pale realms of shade, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Strona 158 - With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and thread : Stitch! stitch! stitch! In poverty, hunger, and dirt, And still with a voice of dolorous pitch, Would that its tone could reach the rich ! She sang this