Christopher, and Other Stories

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Dodd, Mead, 1888 - 352 pagini

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Pagina 269 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Pagina 130 - Calm soul of all things ! make it mine To feel, amid the city's jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar. The will to neither strive nor cry, The power to feel with others give ! Calm, calm me more! nor let me die Before I have begun to live.
Pagina 209 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Pagina 273 - Commit thy way unto the LORD ; trust also in him; and he shall bring it to pass. And he shall bring forth thy righteousness as the light, and thy judgment as the noonday.
Pagina 84 - If all men were able to satisfy conscience and ambition by doing their duty in that state of life into which it had pleased God to call them, civilization would advance with but tardy steps.
Pagina 303 - For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
Pagina 89 - Lord 1 how happy is the time When in thy love I rest, When from my weariness I climb E'en to thy tender breast. The night of sorrow endeth there, Thy rays outshine the sun, And in thy pardon, and thy care, The heaven of heavens is won.
Pagina 101 - And we sat in the door of our Tent, In the cool of the day, Towards the quiet meadow Where misty shadows lay : We were talking about the King, And our elder Brother, As we were used often to speak One to another, — The Lord standing quietly by, In the shadows dim, Smiling perhaps, in the dark, to hear Our sweet, sweet talk of Him.
Pagina 251 - Now, let us thank the Eternal Power, convinced That Heaven but tries our virtue by affliction : That oft the cloud which wraps the present hour, Serves but to brighten all our future days ! [Exeunt omnes.

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