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Page 101 - 11 mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 273. LM MBS BARBAULD. The Christian Warfare. 1 AWAKE, my soul ! lift up thine eyes ; See where thy foes against thee rise, In long array, a numerous host ; Awake, my soul ! or thou art lost.
Page i - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle I Be a hero in the strife ! Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
Page 230 - Wait on the Lord : be of good courage, and He shall strengthen thy heart : wait, I say, on the Lord.
Page 176 - Truth crushed to earth will rise again: The eternal years of God are hers ; But Error, wounded, writhes in pain, And dies amid her worshippers.
Page 60 - He that is slow to anger," saith the sage, " is greater than the mighty, and he that ruleth his own spirit than he that taketh a city.
Page 237 - ... follows that good night no day ? Why are our souls so ftirred ? O, rather say, dull brain, once more, " Good night ! thy time of toil is o'er ! " Good night!— -now cometh gentle fleep, And tears that fall like gentle rain ; Good night ! O, holy, bleft and deep, The reft that follows pain ! How fhould we reach God's upper light If life's long day had no
Page 101 - See where rebellious passions rage, And fierce desires and lusts engage; The meanest foe of all the train Has thousands and ten thousands slain.
Page 99 - I have verified to you the truth of the old proverb, " There's many a slip between the cup and the lip.