 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. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor...  The Native Poets of Maine - Страница 22по S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 312 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Durham city, sch - 1852 - 486 страници
...seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death. She is not dead, — the child of our...our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. lu that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe... | |
 | 1852 - 340 страници
...mansions ; if it "were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.— JOHN xiv. 2. SHE is not dead, the child of our affection, But gone...our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. And though at times, impetuous with emotion, And anguish long suppressed, The swelling heart heaves... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1853 - 470 страници
...so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our...Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus... | |
 | Martha Noyes Williams - 1853 - 292 страници
...so is transition : This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portals we call death. She is not dead, — the child of our...Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after year her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus... | |
 | Early dead - 1853 - 122 страници
...so is transition ; This life of mortal breath, Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call death. She is not dead, — the child of our...pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. Day after Jay, we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after year, her tender steps pursuing,... | |
 | 1853 - 888 страници
...so is transition j This life of mortal breath, Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death. " She is not dead — the child of our...temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives whom we coll dead. " Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after yenr,... | |
 | Joseph Foulkes Winks - 1853 - 786 страници
...not dead — the child of our affection — But gons unto that school Where she no longer needs onr poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In...Day after day, we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air; Year after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus... | |
 | 1853 - 802 страници
..." She is not dead, the child of our affection, But gnne nnto that school, Where she need* no longer our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule....from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. We will be patient, and assuage the feeling We may not wholly stay, By silence sanctifying, not concealiig,... | |
 | 1853 - 560 страници
...so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our...our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. LONGFELLOW. 13 In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion. By guardian angels led, Safe from... | |
 | 1854 - 268 страници
...so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death. She is not dead, — the child of our...Day after day, we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Year after year her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus... | |
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