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Among Ourselves: To a Mother's Memory; Being a Life Story of ..., Volume 3
Sarah Parke Morrison
No preview available - 2016
Among Ourselves: To a Mother's Memory: Being a Life Story of Principally ...
Sarah P. Morrison
No preview available - 2017
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Page 213 - Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease ? While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God...
Page 20 - Free as an Arab Of thy beloved. Cling with life to the maid; But when the surprise, First vague shadow of surmise Flits across her bosom young, Of a joy apart from thee, Free be she, fancy-free; Nor thou detain her vesture's hem, Nor the palest rose she flung From her summer diadem. Though thou loved her as thyself, As a self of purer clay, Though her parting dims the day, Stealing grace from all alive; Heartily know, When half-gods go. The gods arrive.
Page 13 - If wisdom's ways you wisely seek, These things observe with care, Of whom you speak, to whom you speak, And how, and when, and where.
Page 298 - Our faults no tenderness should ask, The chastening stripes must cleanse them all; But for our blunders — oh, in shame Before the eyes of heaven we fall. "Earth bears no balsam for mistakes; Men crown the knave, and scourge the tool That did his will; but Thou, O Lord, Be merciful to me, a fool!
Page 19 - Leave all for love; Yet, hear me, yet, One word more thy heart behoved, One pulse more of firm endeavor, Keep thee today, Tomorrow, forever, Free as an Arab Of thy beloved.
Page 214 - I can but perish if I go — I am resolved to try ; For, if I stay away, I know I must for ever die.
Page 291 - 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.
Page 298 - The royal feast was done; the King Sought some new sport to banish care, And to his jester cried: "Sir Fool, Kneel now, and make for us a prayer!
Page 26 - What are these which are arrayed in white robes, and whence came they ? These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.