The ProfessorSmith, Elder, 1870 - 436 стор. |
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Сторінка 161 - LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is ; that I may know how frail I am.
Сторінка 352 - Then did I check the tears of useless passionWeaned my young soul from yearning after thine; Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten Down to that tomb already more than mine. And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?
Сторінка 357 - Desire for nothing known in my maturer years, When Joy grew mad with awe, at counting future tears. When, if my spirit's sky was full of flashes warm, I knew not whence they came, from sun or thunderstorm. But, first, a hush of peace, a soundless calm descends: The struggle of distress, and fierce impatience ends; Mute music soothes my breast— unutter'd harmony, That I could never dream, till earth was lost to me.
Сторінка 420 - No Coward Soul is Mine The following are the last lines my sister Emily ever wrote :No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity! Life - that in me has rest, As I - undying Life - have power in thee! Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts: unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main, To...
Сторінка 420 - What have those lonely mountains worth revealing ? More glory and more grief than I can tell : The earth that wakes one human heart to feeling Can centre both the worlds of Heaven and Hell.
Сторінка 435 - I hoped that with the brave and strong My portioned task might lie ; To toil amid the busy throng, With purpose pure and high. " But God has fixed another part, And He has fixed it well: I said so with my bleeding heart, When first the anguish fell.
Сторінка 420 - Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes- ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.
Сторінка 350 - And even for that Spirit, Seer, I've watched and sought my lifetime long; Sought him in Heaven, Hell, Earth and Air, An endless search — and always wrong! Had I but seen his glorious eye Once light the clouds that 'wilder me, I ne'er had raised this coward cry To cease to think and cease to be...
Сторінка 419 - Often rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning For idle dreams of things which cannot be: Today, I will seek not the shadowy region; Its unsustaining vastness waxes drear; And visions rising, legion after legion, Bring the unreal world too strangely near. I'll walk, but not...
Сторінка 350 - I saw a Spirit standing, Man, Where thou dost stand — an hour ago; And round his feet, three rivers ran Of equal depth and equal flow — 'A Golden stream, and one like blood, And one like Sapphire, seemed to be, But where they joined their triple flood It tumbled in an inky sea. 'The Spirit...