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bear become BEECHER believe better Blessed bring CARLYLE Christ comes comfort crown dead death duty earth ELLA WHEELER WILCOX EMERSON eternal everything evil eyes faith fall Father fear feel flower GEORGE ELIOT give given God's GOETHE grow half hand happy hath hear heart heaven hold hope human JOHN judge keep kind leave light live LONGFELLOW look Lord man's mind Miss MULOCK move nature never noble O. W. HOLMES one's ourselves pain pass peace person poor present pure rest RICHTER secret seems sense SHAKESPEARE sorrow soul speak stand suffer sure sweet talk TENNYSON thank thee thine thing thou thou hast thoughts true trust truth turn unto walk WHITTIER whole wise wish wrong YOUNG
Pàgina 51 - If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.
Pàgina 160 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Pàgina 106 - And now, Israel, what doth the Lord thy God require of thee, but to fear the Lord thy God, to walk in all his ways, and to love him, and to serve the Lord thy God with all thy heart and with all thy soul...
Pàgina 56 - If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work...
Pàgina 8 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Pàgina 142 - Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! Let each new temple, nobler than the last, Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, Till thou at length art free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life's unresting sea!
Pàgina 152 - And he said unto his disciples, Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat; neither for the body, what ye shall put on. 23 The life is more than meat, and the body is more than raiment.
Pàgina 161 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Pàgina 162 - It fortifies my soul to know That, though I perish, Truth is so : That, howsoe'er I stray and range, Whate'er I do, Thou dost not change. I steadier step when I recall That, if I slip, Thou dost not falL 'PERCHE PENSA?