...part of man—and on his lines we Kew Church people especially prefer to dwell —viz.:— " There is no death! what seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call death." Finally, let us be careful not to suppress, or ridicule, even...

...called, but a continuation of life, with a slight modification of circumstances. In the words of the poet — — — " There is no death; What seems so...transition ; — This life of mortal breath Is but the suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death."* In another respect, also, it may be remarked,...

...Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but dim, funeral tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There Is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead— the child of our affection— But gone unto...

...these earthly damps What seem to us but dim, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our affection — But gone unto...

...Thomas Hood, are in some parts very beautiful. Our readers will thank us for two brief extracts. ' There is no death ! — what seems so is transition ; This...life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death.'— LONGFELLOW. ' " To part no more " — they home met now to...

...revered and honored brethren. That, consistent with our Masonic faith and teaching, we declare there is no death. What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portals we call death. " 'N'o one hears the door that opens. When they pass beyond our...

...!' " And in his presence, never asked in vain, we shall find the antidote for all our grief. "There is no death! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath la hut a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call Death." But here was another element of sadness,...

...live on and on until in the anguish of the heart we would plead to be permitted to be at rest. " There is no death ; What seems so is transition: This life of mortal breath 1s but a suburb of the life Elyslan Whose portal we call death." We read of a beautiful custom that...

...Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funeral tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death ! what seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal, we call death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, But gone into...

...Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of oar affection, — But gone...