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Page 86 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good, shall exist: Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power, Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
Page 274 - Therefore to whom turn I but to Thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, Thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from Thee who art ever the same? Doubt that Thy power can fill the heart that Thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good, shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more ; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Page 42 - Far more honored. soc. Then, my friend, we must not regard what the many say of us: but what he, the one man who has understanding of just and unjust, will say, and what the truth will say. And therefore you begin in error when you suggest that we should regard the opinion of the many about just and unjust, good and evil, honorable and dishonorable.— Well, some one will say, "but the many can kill us.
Page 274 - And what is our failure here but a triumph's evidence For the fulness of the days? Have we withered or agonized? Why else was the pause prolonged but that singing might issue thence? Why rushed the discords in but that harmony should be prized?
Page 51 - For laying aside the commandment of God, ye hold the tradition of men, as the washing of pots and cups : and many other such like things ye do, 9 And he said unto them, Full well ye reject the commandment of God, that ye may keep
Page 189 - Outspeeding thee my longing thoughts are fled To find a home afar from men and things ; Where in his temple, earth o'erarched with sky, God's heart to mine may speak, my heart reply. O God of mountains, stars, and boundless spaces ! O God of freedom and of joyous hearts ! When thy face looketh forth from all men's faces, There will be room enough in crowded marts ; Brood thou around me, and the noise is o'er ; Thy universe my closet with shut door. Heart, heart, awake ! The love that loveth all Maketh...
Page 254 - There is a sweetness in autumnal days, Which many a lip doth praise ; When the earth, tired a little and grown mute Of song, and having borne its fruit, Rests for a little space ere winter come. It is not sad to turn the face towards home, Even though it shows the journey nearly done ; It is not sad to mark the westering sun, Even though we know the night doth come. Silence there is, indeed, for song, Twilight for noon ; But for the steadfast soul and strong Life's autumn is as June.
Page 158 - According to another version of the same proverbial rhyme, we are told :— " The man's a fool who tries by force or skill To stem the current of a woman's will, For if she will, she will, you may depend on't, And if she won't, she won't, and there's an end on't...
Page 226 - Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamour and evil-speaking be put away from you, with all malice. And be ye kind one to another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.
Page 85 - AM is thy name, and this is thy memorial in all generations. We desire, O God, with the profoundest reverence to contemplate the eternity of thy nature. May our minds be filled with elevation and grandeur at the thought of a Being with whom one day is as- a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day...