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Page 142 - SOME murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue : And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Page 196 - LORD, what a change within us one short hour Spent in thy presence will prevail to make, What heavy burdens from our bosoms take, What parched grounds refresh, as with a shower ! We kneel, and all around us seems to lower ; We rise, and all, the distant and the near, Stands forth in sunny outline, brave and clear : We kneel how weak, we rise how full of power.
Page 42 - THOU cam'st not to thy place by accident, It is the very place God meant for thee ; And shouldst thou there small scope for action see, Do not for this give room to discontent...
Page 188 - The present we fling from us like the rind Of some sweet Future, which we after find Bitter to taste, or bind that in with fears, And water it beforehand with our tears— Vain tears for that which never may arrive : Meanwhile the joy whereby we ought to live, Neglected or unheeded, disappears. Wiser it were to welcome and make ours...
Page 174 - The tasks, the joys of earth, the same in heaven will be ; Only the little brook has widened to a sea. Who hunt this world's delight too late their hunting rue, When it a lion proves, the hunter to pursue.
Page 21 - Among the graves to shout ; To laugh and play among the dead, And make this noisy rout.
Page 207 - And if the house be worthy, let your peace come upon it : but if it be not worthy, let your peace return to you.
Page 75 - England ! we love thee better than we know ; And this I learned, when, after wanderings long 'Mid people of another stock and tongue, I heard again thy martial music blow, And saw thy gallant children to and fro Pace, keeping ward at one of those huge gates. Which like twin giants watch the Herculean straits...