Tales of a London parish, by the author of 'Tales of Kirkbeck', ed. by W.J.E. Bennett |
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Pàgina 119 - But Time did beckon to the flowers, and they By noon most cunningly did steal away, And withered in my hand. My hand was next to them, and then my heart: I took, without more thinking, in good part Time's gentle admonition: Who did so sweetly death's sad taste convey, Making my mind to smell my fatal day; Yet sugaring the suspicion.
Pàgina 148 - Lord, that there is no word impossible with thee; and that if thou wilt, thou canst even yet raise him up, and grant him a longer continuance amongst us : yet, forasmuch as in all appearance the time of his dissolution draweth near, so fit and prepare him, we beseech thee, against the hour of death, that after his departure hence in peace, and in thy favour, his soul may be received into thine everlasting kingdom, through the merits and mediation of Jesus Christ, thine only Son, our Lord and Saviour.
Pàgina 65 - Death should come Gently, to one of gentle mould like thee, As light winds wandering through groves of bloom Detach the delicate blossom from the tree. Close thy sweet eyes, calmly, and without pain ; And we will trust in God to see thee yet again.
Pàgina 138 - Thus death reigns in all the portions of our time; the autumn with its fruits provides disorders for us, and the winter's cold turns them into sharp diseases, and the spring brings flowers to strew our hearse, and the summer gives green turf and brambles to bind upon our graves.
Pàgina 121 - Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God. Speak ye comfortably to Jerusalem, and cry unto her, that her warfare is accomplished, that her iniquity is is pardoned : for she hath received of the Lord's hand double for all her sins.
Pàgina 259 - O'er others' griefs that some sincerely grieve — That two, or one, are almost what they seem, — That Goodness is no name — and Happiness no dream. cxv. My daughter 1 with thy name this song begun ! My daughter! with thy name thus much shall end ! — I see thee not — I hear thee not — but none Can be so wrapt in thee; Thou art the Friend To whom the shadows of far years extend: Albeit my brow thou never should'st behold, My voice shall with thy future visions blend, And reach into thy heart,...
Pàgina 150 - When I say unto the wicked, Thou shalt surely die; and thou givest him not warning, nor speakest to warn the wicked from his wicked way, to save his life: the same wicked man shall die in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at thine hand.
Pàgina 48 - Watch ye therefore : for ye know not when the master of the house cometh, at even, or at midnight, or at the cockcrowing, or in the morning: lest coming suddenly he find you sleeping. And what I say unto you I say unto all, Watch.
Pàgina 1 - Who but a Christian, through all life, That blessing may prolong ? Who, through the world's sad day of strife, Still chant his morning song ? Fathers may hate us, or forsake, God's foundlings then are we ; Mother on child no pity take.
Pàgina 14 - Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it, until he receive the early and latter rain. Be ye also patient; stablish your hearts : for the Coming of the Lord draweth nigh.