Voices from the Silent Land: Or, Leaves of Consolation for the AfflictedJ. P. Jewett, 1853 - 274页 |
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... beauty , birth , To thy kingdoms all have gone . Before thee stand The wondrous band- - Bards , heroes , sages , side by side- Who darkened nations when they died . Earth hath hosts , but thou canst show Many a million for her one ...
... beauty , birth , To thy kingdoms all have gone . Before thee stand The wondrous band- - Bards , heroes , sages , side by side- Who darkened nations when they died . Earth hath hosts , but thou canst show Many a million for her one ...
第32页
... beauty , from amongst us gone , Leave of its image , even where most it shone , Gladdening its hearth and race ? Dim grows the semblance on man's heart impressed . Come near , and bear the beautiful to rest . Ye weep and it is well ...
... beauty , from amongst us gone , Leave of its image , even where most it shone , Gladdening its hearth and race ? Dim grows the semblance on man's heart impressed . Come near , and bear the beautiful to rest . Ye weep and it is well ...
第41页
... and filling the soul with visions of heaven , by blending in bright- ness , before its eyes , the sweetest images of earthly beauty and affection . 4 * 42 HE HAS GONE TO HIS GOD . HE HAS DEATH NO LONGER THE KING OF TERRORS . 41 Moore,
... and filling the soul with visions of heaven , by blending in bright- ness , before its eyes , the sweetest images of earthly beauty and affection . 4 * 42 HE HAS GONE TO HIS GOD . HE HAS DEATH NO LONGER THE KING OF TERRORS . 41 Moore,
第49页
... beauty's bourn : but where the beautiful Whom I have seen come forth at evening's hours , Leading their aged friends , with feelings dutiful , Amid the wreaths of spring , to gather flowers ? Alas ! no flowers are here but flowers of ...
... beauty's bourn : but where the beautiful Whom I have seen come forth at evening's hours , Leading their aged friends , with feelings dutiful , Amid the wreaths of spring , to gather flowers ? Alas ! no flowers are here but flowers of ...
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... beauty now . This is a place of refuge and repose : Where are the poor , the old , the weary wight , The scorned , the humble , and the man of woes , Who wept for morn , and sighed again for night ? Their sighs at last have ceased , and ...
... beauty now . This is a place of refuge and repose : Where are the poor , the old , the weary wight , The scorned , the humble , and the man of woes , Who wept for morn , and sighed again for night ? Their sighs at last have ceased , and ...
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affliction ANDREWS NORTON angels bear beauty behold BEREAVED better blessed bosom breast breath bright brow child Christ Christian comfort consolation dark dead dear death didst divine grace doth dust dwell earth earthly ELIZA COOK eternal evil eyes faith Father fear flowers forever four little words gloom glory God's gone grave grief hand happy hath heaven heavenly holy hope immortal infant Jesus JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE light living look Lord MADAME GUYON mercy mortal mother Mount of Olives mourn N. P. WILLIS nature never night o'er pain peace praise prayer RESIGNATION rest resurrection rocky steps saith another twig Savior shalt shining bands sigh silent land sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit suffering sweet tears tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought tion tomb tone Float trouble unto voice weary weep WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wilt
热门引用章节
第20页 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath. And stars to set — but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death ! THE LOST PLEIAD.
第256页 - While the child was yet alive, I fasted and wept: for I said, Who can tell whether God will be gracious to me, that the child may live? But now he is dead, wherefore should I fast? can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he shall not return to me.
第256页 - In the cave that is in the field of Machpelah, which is before Mamre, in the land of Canaan, which Abraham bought with the field of Ephron the Hittite for a possession of a burying place. There they buried Abraham and Sarah his wife; there they buried Isaac and Rebekah his wife; and there I buried Leah.
第160页 - Lay not thine hand upon the lad, neither do thou any thing unto him : for now I know that thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son from me.
第54页 - He that hath found some fledged bird's nest may know At first sight if the bird be flown ; But what fair well or grove he sings in now, That is to him unknown.
第195页 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
第174页 - Heaped in the hollows of the grove, the autumn leaves lie dead ; They rustle to the eddying gust, and to the rabbit's tread. The robin and the wren are flown, and from the shrubs the jay, And from the wood-top calls the crow through all the gloomy day.
第155页 - Although my house be not so with God; yet He hath made with me an everlasting covenant, ordered in all things, and sure: for this is all my salvation, and all my desire, although He make it not to grow.
第186页 - who is -able to save to the uttermost all who come unto God by him.
第26页 - We watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. " ' So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. " ' Our very hopes belied our fears ; Our fears our hopes belied ; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. " ' For when the morn came dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed ; — she had Another morn...