Alexander S. Clay (late Senator from Georgia): Memorial Addressesdelivered in the Senate and House of Representatives of the United States, Sixty-first Congress, Third Session. Proceedings in the House, February 18, 1911. Proceedings in the House, February 19, 1911

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Pàgina 89 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Pàgina 43 - Resolved, That as a particular mark of respect to the memory of the deceased and in recognition of his distinguished public career, the House, at the conclusion of these exercises, shall stand adjourned.
Pàgina 98 - One God, one law, one element, And one far-off divine event, To which the whole creation moves.
Pàgina 41 - The Clerk read as follows: Resolved, That the House has heard with profound sorrow of the death of Hon.
Pàgina 20 - And so to live, that when the sun . Of our existence sinks in night, Memorials sweet of mercies done May 'shrine our names in memory's light ; And the blest seeds we scattered bloom A hundredfold in days to come.
Pàgina 7 - Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.
Pàgina 32 - FRIEND after friend departs ; Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying none were blest. Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire.
Pàgina 7 - Resolved, That the Secretary communicate a copy of these resolutions to the House of Representatives and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased.
Pàgina 20 - What is our duty here?— To tend From good to better — thence to best : Grateful to drink life's cup,— then bend Unmurmuring to our bed of rest ; To pluck the flowers that round us blow, Scattering their fragrance as we go.
Pàgina 51 - He fought a good fight, he finished his course, he kept the faith...

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