Biographical Sketch of Rev. William Wallace WilsonTyler & Seagrave, 1875 - 58 pagina's |
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Pagina 34 - I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
Pagina 45 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Pagina 54 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.
Pagina 58 - Or throne of corses which his sword hath slain ? Greatness and goodness are not means but ends! Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man? Three treasures, LOVE and LIGHT, And CALM THOUGHTS regular as infant's breath: And three firm friends, more sure than day and night, HIMSELF, his MAKER, and the angel DEATH.
Pagina 46 - Rest, weary heart ! From all thy silent griefs and secret pain, Thy profitless regrets and longings vain; Wisdom and love have ordered all the past, All shall be blessedness and light at last; Cast off the cares that have so long opprest, — Rest, sweetly rest ! Rest, weary head ! Lie down to slumber in the peaceful tomb, Light from above has broken through its gloom.
Pagina 58 - Greatness and goodness are not means, but ends ! Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man ? Three treasures, love, and light, And calm thoughts regular as infant's breath : And three firm friends, more sure than day and night, Himself, his Maker, and the angel Death.
Pagina 35 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Pagina 33 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the...
Pagina 47 - Rest, weary head ! Lie down to slumber in the peaceful tomb : Light from above has broken through its gloom ; Here, in the place where once thy Saviour lay, Where He shall wake thee on a future day, Like a tired child upon its mother's breast, Rest, sweetly rest ! Rest, spirit free ! In the green pastures of the heavenly shore, Where sin and sorrow can approach no more, With all the flock by the Good Shepherd fed, Beside the streams of Life eternal led, For ever with thy God and Saviour blest, Rest,...