Daybreak till nightfall, reveries by W. Harvey-Jellie; and stories by mrs. Harvey-Jellie

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Сторінка 43 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Сторінка 40 - No man is born into the world, whose work Is not born with him; there is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil!
Сторінка 14 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly ! They are weeping in the playtime of the others...
Сторінка 4 - He that ruleth over men must be just, ruling in the fear of God. And he shall be as the light of the morning when the sun riseth, even a morning without clouds; as the. tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain.
Сторінка 2 - And in sweet madness robb'd it of itself; But such a sacred and home-felt delight, Such sober certainty of waking bliss, I never heard till now.
Сторінка 10 - We hold the keys of Heaven within our hands, The gift and heirloom of a former state, And lie in infancy at Heaven's gate, Transfigured in the light that streams along the lands! Around our pillows golden ladders rise, And up and down the skies, With winged sandals shod, The angels come, and go, the Messengers of God...
Сторінка 57 - This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
Сторінка 42 - Beautiful it is to see and understand that no worth, known or unknown, can die even in this earth. The work an unknown good man has done is like a vein of water flowing hidden underground, secretly making the ground green...
Сторінка 12 - For all things. The irrevocable Hand That opes the year's fair gate, doth ope and shut The portals of our earthly destinies ; We walk through blindfold, and the noiseless doors Close after us , for ever. Pause, my soul, On these strange words...
Сторінка 39 - Lord, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.

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