The Mourner Comforted: Containing the Cypress WreathGould and Lincoln, 1844 - 256 pages |
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... silent air At evening in our room , and bend on ours His dying eyes , and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends , and children who have never Been dead indeed ; as we shall know forever . Alas ! we think not what we daily see ...
... silent air At evening in our room , and bend on ours His dying eyes , and bring us from his bowers News of dear friends , and children who have never Been dead indeed ; as we shall know forever . Alas ! we think not what we daily see ...
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... silent dead - the dead who in life have been the dearest - and feels that the eyes once beaming with kindness , the heart that once loved , and the lips that once praised , are closed and still forevermore . Then the ties which bind him ...
... silent dead - the dead who in life have been the dearest - and feels that the eyes once beaming with kindness , the heart that once loved , and the lips that once praised , are closed and still forevermore . Then the ties which bind him ...
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... silent shaft of death Which speeds an infant to the tomb- No passion fierce , nor low desire , Has quenched the radiance of the flame ; Back to its God the living fire Reverts unclouded as it came . Fond mourner ! be that solace thine ...
... silent shaft of death Which speeds an infant to the tomb- No passion fierce , nor low desire , Has quenched the radiance of the flame ; Back to its God the living fire Reverts unclouded as it came . Fond mourner ! be that solace thine ...
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... dim in death ; Like thee , I've veiled my head in speechless gloom , And laid my first - born in the silent tomb . DEATH IS OUR DELIVERER . JEREMY TAYLOR . DEATH is THE CYPRESS WREATH . 37 God shield thee, Childless Mother,
... dim in death ; Like thee , I've veiled my head in speechless gloom , And laid my first - born in the silent tomb . DEATH IS OUR DELIVERER . JEREMY TAYLOR . DEATH is THE CYPRESS WREATH . 37 God shield thee, Childless Mother,
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... silent tomb , Where thou art laid , thy kindred shall find room ; A little while , a few short years of pain , And , one by one , we ' ll come to thee again ; The kind old father shall seek out the place , And rest with thee , the ...
... silent tomb , Where thou art laid , thy kindred shall find room ; A little while , a few short years of pain , And , one by one , we ' ll come to thee again ; The kind old father shall seek out the place , And rest with thee , the ...
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Page 27 - Yet the Lord will command his lovingkindness in the daytime, and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life.
Page 128 - When thou art in tribulation, and all these things are come upon thee, even in the latter days, if thou turn to the Lord thy God, and shalt be obedient unto his voice ; (For the Lord thy God is a merciful God ;) he will not forsake thee, neither destroy thee, nor forget the covenant of thy fathers which he sware unto them.
Page 122 - Although affliction cometh not forth of the dust, neither doth trouble spring out of the ground ; Yet man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
Page 20 - I CANNOT make him dead ! His fair sunshiny head Is ever bounding round my study chair; Yet, when my eyes, now dim With tears, I turn to him, The vision vanishes — he is not there...
Page 53 - There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest. There the prisoners rest together; they hear not the voice of the oppressor. The small and great are there; and the servant is free from his master.
Page 92 - For the Lord will not cast off for ever : But though he cause grief, yet will he have compassion according to the multitude of his mercies. For he doth not afflict willingly nor grieve the children of men.
Page 115 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Page 94 - Man knoweth not the price thereof ; Neither is it found in the land of the living. The depth saith, It is not in me: And the sea saith, It is not with me.
Page 14 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set - but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!
Page 73 - Wherein ye greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations: that the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ...