The Rainbow Around the Tomb, Or, Rays of Hope for Those who MournDerby & Jackson, 1857 - 282 pagina's |
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Pagina 20
... cheek . Vainly your anguished glance strives to read the dim story of love in those faded orbs . The voice , sweet as zephyrs breathing through wreathed shells , slumbers for ever . And still the busy world knocks at your door , and ...
... cheek . Vainly your anguished glance strives to read the dim story of love in those faded orbs . The voice , sweet as zephyrs breathing through wreathed shells , slumbers for ever . And still the busy world knocks at your door , and ...
Pagina 22
... cheek and whisper fain Told her heart's void , so blank and cheerless , Better than tears or loud complaint . And " ah , " she said , " he was so beautiful , With his clear eyes and snowy brow ; So frank and loving , and so dutiful ...
... cheek and whisper fain Told her heart's void , so blank and cheerless , Better than tears or loud complaint . And " ah , " she said , " he was so beautiful , With his clear eyes and snowy brow ; So frank and loving , and so dutiful ...
Pagina 23
... ? with what endeavor Bear up beneath life's darkened sun ? Just then he bounded past before me With glowing cheeks , and smile so bright , And eyes whose gladness kindled o'er me 23 An answering flame of pure delight . " Up by.
... ? with what endeavor Bear up beneath life's darkened sun ? Just then he bounded past before me With glowing cheeks , and smile so bright , And eyes whose gladness kindled o'er me 23 An answering flame of pure delight . " Up by.
Pagina 34
... cheeks , as she wheeled herself in her chair , to tell " mamma " of some sweet incident of bird or flower , there could not be found a lovelier child . But little Alice was very lame . She could not run about THE CROSS OF SUFFERING ...
... cheeks , as she wheeled herself in her chair , to tell " mamma " of some sweet incident of bird or flower , there could not be found a lovelier child . But little Alice was very lame . She could not run about THE CROSS OF SUFFERING ...
Pagina 43
... bring childhood's flower ! ? The half - blown daisy bring ! Yes , lay the daisy's little head Beside the little cheek ; Oh haste the last of five is dead ! The chillers cannot speak ! The Shadow on the earth . ANONYMOUS . THE death.
... bring childhood's flower ! ? The half - blown daisy bring ! Yes , lay the daisy's little head Beside the little cheek ; Oh haste the last of five is dead ! The chillers cannot speak ! The Shadow on the earth . ANONYMOUS . THE death.
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
ABRAHAM COWLEY AMARANTHINE angel ANONYMOUS beauty behold beneath blessed blest bliss bloom bosom breast breath bright brow calm CAROLINE BOWLES cheek cherub child Christ Christian CHRISTIAN DEATH cold dainty Babie Bell dark dead dear death dust dust to dust earth earthly EBENEZER ELLIOTT ELIZA COOK eternal eyes faded fair faith father fear flowers flowers of Eden fond friends gently gloom glory God's gone grave grief hand happy hath heart heaven heavenly holy hope immortal infant Jesus land life's light live look meet morning mortal mother mourn mourners never night o'er pain pale peace PROEM pure rest ROBERT SOUTHEY shadow shining sigh silent sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring summer sweet tears tender thee thine THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THOMAS HOOD thou hast thought tomb unto upper choir voice WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR weary weep wherefore whisper young
Populaire passages
Pagina 254 - The seas are quiet when the winds give o'er; So, calm are we when passions are no more! For then we know how vain it was to boast Of fleeting things, so certain to be lost.
Pagina 259 - THERE is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found, They softly lie and sweetly sleep The storm that wrecks the winter sky No more disturbs their deejp repose, Than summer evening's latest sigh That shuts the rose. There is a calm for those who weep, A rest for weary pilgrims found ; And while the mouldering ashes sleep Low in the ground...
Pagina 252 - Then the eyes of the blind shall be opened, and the ears of the deaf shall be unstopped. Then shall the lame man leap as a hart, and the tongue of the dumb sing : for in the wilderness shall waters break out, and streams in the desert.
Pagina 162 - INTO the Silent Land ! Ah ! who shall lead us thither ? Clouds in the evening sky more darkly gather, And shattered wrecks lie thicker on the strand. Who leads us with a gentle hand Thither, oh, thither, Into the Silent Land...
Pagina 217 - Smoothed up with snow; and, what is land, unknown What water of the still unfrozen spring, In the loose marsh or solitary lake, Where the fresh fountain from the bottom boils.
Pagina 74 - Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not : for of such is the kingdom of God. Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child, he shall not enter therein. And he took them up in his arms, put his hands upon them, and blessed them.
Pagina 217 - Impatient flouncing through the drifted heaps, Stung with the thoughts of home; the thoughts of home Rush on his nerves, and call their vigour forth In many a vain attempt. How sinks his soul!
Pagina 73 - And when he had taken him, and brought him to his mother, he sat on her knees till noon, and then died.
Pagina 74 - And they brought young children to him, that he should touch them : and his disciples rebuked those that brought them. But when Jesus saw it, he was much displeased, and said unto them, "Suffer the little children to come unto me, and forbid them not: for of such is the kingdom of God.
Pagina 193 - EARTH to earth, and dust to dust !" Here the evil and the just, Here the youthful and the old, Here the fearful and the bold, Here the matron and the maid In one silent bed are laid ; Here the vassal and the king Side by side lie withering; Here the sword and sceptre rust — "Earth to earth, and dust to dust,"