The Loved and the Lost ...1856 - 180 pages |
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... weep - for tears and sighs were hallowed and dignified by His example . It was this beautiful and humanizing sentiment of grief - common to the hearts of men in all coun- tries and ages - that led to the establishment of fu- neral rites ...
... weep - for tears and sighs were hallowed and dignified by His example . It was this beautiful and humanizing sentiment of grief - common to the hearts of men in all coun- tries and ages - that led to the establishment of fu- neral rites ...
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... weeping for her brother Lazarus . ( John xi . ) Christ was buried in a tomb excavated from the solid rock . ( Matt . xxvii . ) Many ancient tombs thus fashioned are still to be seen in Palestine , particularly in the rocky valleys ...
... weeping for her brother Lazarus . ( John xi . ) Christ was buried in a tomb excavated from the solid rock . ( Matt . xxvii . ) Many ancient tombs thus fashioned are still to be seen in Palestine , particularly in the rocky valleys ...
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... weep and lament . Then the females of the household become excessively clamorous in their grief , alternately wail- ing in doleful accents , and tittering with new comers . Papers having figures on them , and " Peter's pence ” in the ...
... weep and lament . Then the females of the household become excessively clamorous in their grief , alternately wail- ing in doleful accents , and tittering with new comers . Papers having figures on them , and " Peter's pence ” in the ...
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... weep They should not haste to go : Soft airs and song and light and bloom Should keep them lingering by the tomb . " We wish that our bodies may be laid in some summery spot where the " flowers ever blossom , the beams ever shine ...
... weep They should not haste to go : Soft airs and song and light and bloom Should keep them lingering by the tomb . " We wish that our bodies may be laid in some summery spot where the " flowers ever blossom , the beams ever shine ...
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... weep above us . This last reflec- tion is the most cruel and chilling one of all . Grief , like love , requires seclusion for its perfect utterance . It cannot brook the look of impertinent and heart- less curiosity . It cannot kneel by ...
... weep above us . This last reflec- tion is the most cruel and chilling one of all . Grief , like love , requires seclusion for its perfect utterance . It cannot brook the look of impertinent and heart- less curiosity . It cannot kneel by ...
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Page 102 - To fair Fidele's grassy tomb Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove: But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No...
Page 83 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Page 161 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our only rest. Living or dying, none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire.
Page 118 - ONCE, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man:— and WHO was HE ? — Mortal ! howe'er thy lot be cast, That Man resembled Thee. Unknown the region of his birth, The land in which he .died unknown : His name has...
Page 102 - No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew; The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew ! The red-breast oft at evening hours Shall kindly lend his little aid, With hoary moss, and gather'd flowers, To deck the ground where thou art laid.
Page 102 - midst the chase, on every plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell ; Each lonely scene shall thee restore ; For thee the tear be duly shed ; Belov'd till life can charm no more, And mourn'd till Pity's self be dead.
Page 164 - Purification in the old law did save, And such, as yet once more I trust to have Full sight of her in Heaven without restraint, Came vested all in white, pure as her mind. Her face was...
Page 177 - This spirit shall return to Him Who gave its heavenly spark: Yet think not, Sun, it shall be dim When thou thyself art dark ! No! it shall live again, and shine In bliss unknown to beams of thine; By Him recalled to breath, Who captive led captivity, ' Who robbed the grave of victory, And took the sting from Death...
Page 139 - Light be the turf of thy tomb ! May its verdure like emeralds be : There should not be the shadow of gloom In aught that reminds us of thee. Young flowers and an evergreen tree May spring from the spot of thy rest : But nor cypress nor yew let us see ; For why should we mourn for the blest ? WHEN WE TWO PARTED.
Page 164 - Fear no more the frown o' the great, Thou art past the tyrant's stroke ; Care no more to clothe, and eat ; To thee the reed is as the oak : The sceptre, learning, physic, must All follow this, and come to dust.