Memorial Addresses on the Life and Character of Alpheus S. Williams, (a Representative from Michigan,)

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U.S. Government Printing Office, 1880 - 102 страници

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Страница 46 - So the multitude goes, like the flower or the weed, That withers away to let others succeed ; So the multitude comes, even those we behold, To repeat every tale that has often been told.
Страница 54 - 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, Man passes from life to his rest in the grave. The leaves of the oak and the willow shall fade, Be scattered around and together be laid; And the young and the old, and the low and the high, Shall moulder to dust and together shall lie.
Страница 100 - And he shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people: and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation neither shall they learn war any more.
Страница 74 - There is no death ! What seems so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
Страница 54 - 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 ; O, Why should the spirit of mortal be proud ~>. — William Knox.
Страница 64 - Ye sigh not when the sun, his course fulfilled, His glorious course, rejoicing earth and sky, In the soft evening, when the -winds are stilled, Sinks where his islands of refreshment lie, And leaves the smile of his departure, spread O'er the warm-colored heaven and ruddy mountain head.
Страница 64 - Why weep ye then for him, who, having won The bound of man's appointed years, at last, Life's blessings all enjoyed, life's labors done, Serenely to his final rest has past; While the soft memory of his virtues, yet, Lingers like twilight hues, when the bright sun is set.
Страница 91 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
Страница 46 - Death hath made no breach In love and sympathy, in hope and trust ; No outward sign or sound our ears can reach, But there's an inward, spiritual speech, That greets us still, though mortal tongues be dust.
Страница 96 - But yesterday, the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world : now lies he there, And none so poor to do him reverence.

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