Lettie Lavilla Burlingame: Her Life Pages, Stories, Poems and Essays ...

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J. E. Williams, 1895 - Lawyers - 394 pages
 

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Page 19 - Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts : we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple.
Page 328 - Thou whom chance may hither lead, Be thou clad in russet weed, Be thou deckt in silken stole, Grave these counsels on thy soul. Life is but a day at most, Sprung from night, — in darkness lost: Hope not sunshine ev'ry hour, Fear not clouds will always lour.
Page 281 - Garden of Trinity, on an evening of rainy May; and* she, stirred somewhat beyond her wont, and taking as her text the three words which have been used so often as the inspiring trumpet-calls of men, — the words God, Immortality, Duty, — pronounced, with terrible earnestness, how inconceivable was the first, how unbelievable the second, and yet how peremptory and absolute the third.
Page 280 - Yet these commonplace people — many of them — bear a conscience, and have felt the sublime prompting to do the painful right...
Page 85 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Page 313 - He saith unto them, Moses because of the hardness of your hearts suffered you to put away your wives: but from the beginning it was not so.
Page 230 - WITHOUT haste ! without rest ! Bind the motto to thy breast ; Bear it with thee as a spell ; Storm or sunshine, guard it well ! Heed not flowers that round thee bloom, Bear it onward to the tomb ! Haste not ! Let no thoughtless deed Mar for aye the spirit's speed ! Ponder well, and know the right, Onward then, with all thy might ! Haste not ! years can ne'er atone For one reckless action done.
Page 315 - Not she with traitorous kiss her Saviour stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue ; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross, and earliest at his grave.
Page 296 - I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.

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