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Page 151 - This day before dawn I ascended a hill and look'd at the crowded heaven, And I said to my spirit, When we become the enfolders of those orbs, and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them, shall we be fill'd and satisfied then? And my spirit said, No, we but level that lift to pass and continue beyond.
Page 204 - ... trench, The freezing in the rigging, the despair In the revolting second of the wrench When the blind soul is flung upon the air, And died (uncouthly, most) in foreign lands For some idea but dimly understood Of an English city never built by hands Which love of England prompted and made good. If there be any life beyond the grave, It must be near the men and things we love, Some power of quick suggestion how to save, Touching the living soul as from above.
Page 133 - ... in that state of life in which it has pleased God to place them...
Page 275 - I pray that God will let me go And wander with them to and fro, Along the flowered fields I know, That look towards the sea, That look towards the sea.
Page 29 - I don't want to be a lady. I want to be a little girl. ' ' But for the most part she was a silent child and gave little trouble. Twice a year a severe lady, known as "your Grandmother...
Page 97 - When I have reached my journey's end And I am dead and free, I pray that God will let me go Along the flowered fields I know That look towards the sea.
Page 158 - You talk of the power of atomic energy, you scientists,' he said; 'it is as nothing compared with the forces possessed by man in himself. If we studied these, if we understood these, if we knew how to harness and direct them, there is nothing in heaven and earth we should not be masters of.
Page 54 - Dick was a dear — no one could help liking him; but, after all, there was no getting away from the fact that he was...