I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fright my faith. Eternal process moving on, From state to state the spirit walks; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or... Eclectic Magazine: Foreign Literature - Pagina 2151850Volledige weergave
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Larkin Dunton - 1887 - 225 pagina’s
...rather let us whisper our loving " good-night " till we all meet at the dawn of the great morning. I wage not any feud with Death, For changes wrought...walks ; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or ruin'd chrysalis of one. EULOGISTIC LETTERS. EULOGISTIC LETTERS. About two weeks after Dr. Philbrick's...