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第 121 頁 - Not as a child shall we again behold her ; For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her, She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion, Clothed with celestial grace ; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.
第 80 頁 - Again I looked at the snowfall, And thought of the leaden sky That arched o'er our first great sorrow, When that mound was heaped so high.
第 122 頁 - s one with ringlets of sunny gold, And eyes, the reflection of heaven's own blue ; He crossed in the twilight, gray and cold, And the pale mist hid him from mortal view. We saw not the angels who met him there ; The gates of the city we could not see ; Over the river, over the river, My brother stands waiting to welcome me...
第 v 頁 - Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod;' Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God.
第 117 頁 - It went up from the Holy's lips amid his lost creation, That, of the lost, no son should use those words of desolation...
第 21 頁 - The wonderful air is over me, And the wonderful wind is shaking the tree; It walks on the water, and whirls the mills, And talks to itself on the tops of the hills.
第 50 頁 - Tis a fearful thing in winter To be shattered by the blast, And to hear the rattling trumpet Thunder, "Cut away the mast!" So we shuddered there in silence, — For the stoutest held his breath, While the hungry sea was roaring And the breakers talked with death. As thus we sat in darkness, Each one busy with his prayers, "We are lost!
第 46 頁 - Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, All dyed with rainbow light, All fashioned with supremest grace Upspringing day and night : — Springing in valleys green and low. And on the mountains high, And in the silent wilderness Where no man...
第 120 頁 - She is not dead, — the child of our affection, But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead.