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Seite 203 - The bird that soars on highest wing Builds on the ground her lowly nest ; And she that doth most sweetly sing Sings in the shade when all things rest : In lark and nightingale we see What honour hath humility. When Mary chose the "better part,
Seite 61 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made, When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou ! — Scarce were the piteous accents said, When, with the Baron's casque, the maid To the nigh streamlet ran.
Seite 257 - Amen, so let it be ; Life from the dead is in that word, "Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home.
Seite 34 - Winkelried ! There sounds not to the trump of fame The echo of a nobler name. Unmarked he stood amid the throng, In rumination deep and long, Till you might see, with sudden grace, The very thought come o'er his face...
Seite 261 - So when my latest breath Shall rend the veil in twain, By death I shall escape from death, And life eternal gain.
Seite 265 - Kings for harps their crowns resign, Crying, as they strike the chords, "Take the kingdom, it is Thine, King of kings and Lord of lords.
Seite 272 - Sow in the morn thy seed ; At eve hold not thy hand ; To doubt and fear give thou no heed; Broad-cast it o'er the land.
Seite 9 - ... that the very agony of the war, and the view of the calamities and desolation the kingdom did and must endure, took his sleep from him, and would shortly break his heart.
Seite 259 - Yet clouds will intervene, And all my prospect flies; Like Noah's dove, I flit between Rough seas and stormy skies. Anon the clouds depart, The winds and waters cease; While sweetly o'er my gladdened heart Expands the bow of peace ! Beneath its glowing arch, Along the hallowed ground, I see cherubic armies march, A camp of fire around.
Seite 8 - Falkland ; a person of such prodigious parts of learning and knowledge, of that inimitable sweetness and delight in conversation, of so flowing and obliging a humanity and goodness to mankind, and of that primitive simplicity and integrity of life, that if there were no other brand upon this odious and accursed civil war, than that single loss, it must be most infamous and execrable to all posterity.