Light on the Hidden Way

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James Freeman Clarke
Ticknor, 1886 - Spiritualism - 133 pages
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Page 5 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Page 29 - And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias : who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease, which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Page 125 - Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
Page 45 - Soon crop the meadow's tender prime, And when the sod grows brown and bare, The shepherd strives to make them climb...
Page 48 - She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead.
Page 45 - They, in the valley's sheltering care, Soon crop the meadow's tender prime, And when the sod grows brown and bare...
Page 44 - THE ALPINE SHEEP. WHEN on my ear your loss was knelled, And tender sympathy upburst, A little spring from memory welled, Which once had quenched my bitter thirst. And I was fain to bear to you A portion of its mild relief, That it might be as cooling dew, To steal some fever from your grief.
Page 123 - So look up, friends ! You who indeed Have possessed in your house a sweet piece Of the heaven which men strive for, must need Be more earnest than others are, speed Where they loiter, persist where they cease.
Page 46 - And seared below the pastures lie, — Till in his arms their lambs he takes, Along the dizzy verge to go, Then, heedless of the rifts and breaks, They follow on, o'er rock and snow. And in those pastures, lifted fair, More dewy soft than lowland mead, The shepherd drops his tender care, And sheep and lambs together feed.
Page 123 - Tis to add to it rather — amend, And finish it up to your dream, — Or keep — as a mother may toys Too costly, though given by herself, Till the room shall be stiller 'from noise, And the children more fit for such joys, Kept over their heads on the shelf.

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