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Page 133 - And, father Cardinal, I have heard you say That we shall see and know our friends in heaven; If that be true, I shall see my boy again; For since the birth of Cain, the first male child, To him that did but yesterday suspire, There was not such a gracious creature born.
Page 164 - ... this holy tranquillity deep ! Not a charm from thy brow the Destroyer hath driven ; 51 The mournful privilege to die was desired by Moses the meekest, and by Job the most patient of men. Listen to the Holy Psalmist. " 0 that I had wings like a dove ! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.
Page 54 - Perhaps even at the moment she laid that beauteous head, so many hearts were born to worship, on the block, every agony of death was doubled, by the knowledge her daughter brought her there. — Why did I not perish in the Recess by lightning? Why did not the ocean entomb me? Why, why, oh God, was I permitted to survive my innocence?
Page 232 - This climax of grief and misfortune was too mighty for my reason—I had passed from fear to fear, from sorrow to sorrow, in such rapid succession, that there were only intervals enough of time to render each more poignant. In one short month to behold myself deceived, defamed, and...
Page 232 - Severed at once from every tie both of nature and of choice, dead while yet breathing, the deep melancholy which had seized upon my brain soon tinctured my whole mass of blood — my intellects strangely blackened and confused, frequently realized scenes and objects that never existed, annihilating many which daily passed before my eyes.