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" 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 22
по S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 312 страници
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Pictures and Flowers for Child-lovers

1861 - 236 страници
...life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call Death. RESIGNATION. 85 She is not dead, — the child of our affection, —...Day after day we think what she is doing In those bright realms of air ; Tear after year, her tender steps pursuing, Behold her grown more fair. Thus...

Poems, Том 1

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1861 - 396 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. (325) In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation,...

The Harp and the Cross: A Collection of Religious Poetry

Stephen Greenleaf Bulfinch - 1861 - 364 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 affection, — But gone unto that school Where she 110 longer needs our 'poor protection. And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness...

The Little Drummer Boy, Clarence D. McKenzie, the Child of the Thirteenth ...

Luther Goodyear Bingham - 1861 - 154 страници
...SURPRIZED. — CONFIDENCE in uis BIBLE. — LETTERS. — DEEP AFFECTION. 7. In that great clositer's stillness and seclusion By guardian angels led : Safe from temptation — safe from sin's pollution, He lives whom we call dead. I, Day after day, we think what he is doing, CHAPTEK IV. MUCH has been...

Little Masterpieces of English Poetry, Том 6

Henry Van Dyke - 1907 - 272 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. 24 In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation,...

The Methodist new connexion magazine and evangelical repository, Том 59

1856 - 712 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 affection,— But gone into that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rale. In that...

Sprigs of Poetry

Norris Clarion Sprigg - 1907 - 152 страници
...breath, Is but the suburb or the life elissian, Whose portals we call death. In that great cloisters stillness and seclusion By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's illusion, She lives, whome we call dead. Not as a child shall we again behold her, But when in rapture...

The Crescent of Gamma Phi Beta, Том 8

1908 - 342 страници
...Pure and true, ever kind and cheerful, her influence will linger with us in sweet and tender memory. "She is not dead — the child of our affection —...guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sins' pollution, She lives, whom we call dead." At a January meeting of Iota Chapter the following...

After Death--what?: A Scholarly Exposition of a Vitally Interesting Question ...

Madison Clinton Peters - 1908 - 410 страници
...so is transition: This life of mortal breath Is but the suburb of the life Elysian Whose portals we call death. She is not dead — the child of our affection — But gone into that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that...

The Pageant of English Poetry

Robert Maynard Leonard - 1909 - 636 страници
...afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. She is not dead, the child of our affection, But gone...from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead. HW LONGFELLOW. 600. THE ARSENAL AT SPRINGFIELD THIS is the Arsenal. From floor to ceiling, Like a huge...




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