Not lost, but gone before: voices of the departed, after the mode of Richter's 'Best hours'.

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Pagina 65 - They are all gone into the world of light! And I alone sit lingering here; Their very memory is fair and bright, And my sad thoughts doth clear.
Pagina 69 - Friend after friend departs — Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying none were blest.
Pagina 20 - Lets in new light through chinks that Time has made: Stronger by weakness, wiser, men become As they draw near to their eternal home. Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view That stand upon the threshold of the new.
Pagina 6 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side By those who in their turn shall follow them.
Pagina 15 - 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 10 - For we must needs die, and are as water spilt on the ground, which cannot be gathered up again ; neither doth God respect any person : yet doth he devise means, that his banished be not expelled from him.
Pagina 23 - Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam ; Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear ! Ah ! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above!
Pagina 58 - BRIEF life is here our portion, Brief sorrow, short-lived care : The life that knows no ending, The tearless life, is there.
Pagina 98 - And all the tithe of the land, whether of the seed of the land, or of the fruit of the tree, is the LORD's: it is holy unto the LORD.
Pagina 76 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven ambition cannot dwell, Nor avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came to Heaven returneth...

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