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Side 612 - Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Side 108 - What do these feeble Jews? will they fortify themselves? will they sacrifice? will they make an end in a day? will they revive the stones out of the heaps of the rubbish which are burned? 3 Now Tobiah the Ammonite was by him, and he said, Even that which they build, if a fox go up, he shall even break down their stone wall.
Side 263 - THE groves were God's first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave. And spread the roof above them, — ere he framed The lofty vault, to gather and roll back The sound of anthems ; in the darkling wood, Amidst the cool and silence, he knelt down, And offered to the Mightiest solemn thanks And supplication.
Side 223 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore, Perfumed with fresh fragrance, and glittering with dew: Nor yet for the ravage of Winter I mourn ; Kind Nature the embryo blossom will save. But when shall Spring visit the mouldering urn? O, when shall it dawn on the night of the grave?
Side 605 - tis true By such light as shines for you; But in the light ye cannot see Of unfulfilled felicity— In enlarging paradise, Lives a life that never dies. Farewell, friends! Yet not farewell ; Where I am, ye too shall dwell ; I am gone before your face, A moment's time, a little space; When ye come where I have stepped, Ye will wonder why ye wept; Ye will know, by wise love taught, That here is all, and there is naught.
Side 441 - Foundation for true interpreting, when he learned from it that, " in every nation, he that feareth God and worketh righteousness, is accepted with Him.
Side 495 - Resolved, that the clerk of the corporation be requested to transmit a copy of these resolutions to the family of the deceased.
Side 451 - ... a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and hills; a land of wheat, and barley, and vines, and...
Side 604 - HE who died at Azan sends This to comfort all his friends: Faithful friends! It lies, I know, Pale and white and cold as snow: And ye say, "Abdallah's dead!" Weeping at the feet and head. I can see your falling tears, I can hear your sighs and prayers; Yet I smile and whisper this: "/ am not the thing you kiss; Cease your tears, and let it lie; It was mine — it is not I.