Notes and Queries and Historic Magazine, Bind 19

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S. C. & L. M. Gould, 1901

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Side 135 - As when in heaven the stars about the moon Look beautiful, when all the winds are laid, And every height comes out, and jutting peak And valley, and the immeasurable heavens Break open to their highest, and all the stars Shine, and the Shepherd gladdens in his heart...
Side 266 - That it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, saying, I will open my mouth in parables ; I will utter things which have been kept secret from the foundation of the world.
Side 112 - Or, though they came with the rest in ships that bound through the waters, Dare they not enter the fight or stand in the council of Heroes, All for fear of the shame and the taunts my crime has awakened ? So said she : — they long since in Earth's soft arms were reposing. There, in their own dear land, their Fatherland, Lacedaemon.
Side 264 - He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden manna, and will give him a white stone, and in the stone a new name written, which no man knoweth saving he that receiveth it.
Side 129 - tis the draught of a breath — From the blossom of health to the paleness of death, From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroud: — Oh ! why should the spirit of mortal be proud ? WILLIAM KNOX.
Side 128 - Are hidden and lost in the depth of the grave. The peasant whose lot was to sow and to reap ; The herdsman who climbed with his goats up the steep ; The beggar who wandered in search of his bread, Have faded away like the grass that we tread.
Side 25 - I say, I am with him. Raise the stone, and there thou shalt find me ; cleave the wood, and there am I.
Side 267 - OH THAT I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness; As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tabernacle...
Side 128 - OH! WHY SHOULD THE SPIRIT OF MORTAL BE PROUD?* Oh ! why should the spirit of mortal be proud ? Like a swift-fleeting meteor, a fast-flying cloud, A flash of the lightning, a break of the wave, He passeth from life to his rest in the grave.
Side 129 - They loved, but the story we cannot unfold; They scorned, but the heart of the haughty is cold ; They grieved, but no wail from their slumbers will come; They joyed, but the tongue of their gladness is dumb.

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