Lover Or Friend?United States Book Company, 1890 - 487 pages |
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Page 93 - For what we are going to receive, the Lord make us truly thankful.
Page 433 - There are reasons enough in the fourth chapter of the same book, to make any young man contented with the prospect of death : ' For honourable age is not that which standeth in length of time, nor that is measured by number of years ; but wisdom is the grey hair unto men, and an unspotted life is old age.
Page 11 - Indeed all faults, had they been ten times more and greater, would have been neutralized by that supreme expression of her features, to the unity of which every lineament in the fixed parts, and every undulation in the moving parts of her countenance, concurred, viz., a sunny benignity- — a radiant graciousness — such as in this world I never saw surpassed.
Page 427 - He, being made perfect in a short time, fulfilled a long time: For his soul pleased the Lord: therefore hasted he to take him away from among the wicked.
Page 352 - Earth has nothing more tender than a woman's heart when it is the abode of piety."—LUTHER.
Page 457 - WE were apart ; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be. I bade it keep the world away, And grow a home for only thee ; Nor fear'd but thy love likewise grew, Like mine, each day, more tried, more true.
Page 446 - WHAT can I give thee back, O liberal And princely giver, who hast brought the gold And purple of thine heart, unstained, untold, And laid them on the outside of the wall For such as I to take or leave withal, In unexpected largesse? Am I cold, Ungrateful, that, for these most manifold High gifts, I render nothing back at all? Not so; not cold, but very poor instead. Ask God, who knows For frequent tears have run...
Page 58 - Measure thy life by loss instead of gain ; Not by the wine drunk, but the wine poured forth ; For love's strength standeth in love's sacrifice ; And whoso suffers most hath most to give.
Page 436 - WHEN some beloved voice that was to you Both sound and sweetness, faileth suddenly, And silence against which you dare not cry, Aches round you like a strong disease and new — What hope ? what help ? what music will undo That silence to your sense?
Page 473 - ... appealing look upcast To the white throne of God, I turned at last, And there, instead, saw thee, not unallied To angels in thy soul! Then I, long tried By natural ills, received the comfort fast, While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled. I seek no copy now of life's first half: Leave here the pages with long musing curled, And write me new my future's epigraph, New angel mine, unhoped for in the world!