The Truth Seeker Collection of Forms, Hymns, and Recitations: Original and SelectedD.M. Bennett, Liberal and Scientific Publishing House, 1877 - 585 страница |
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... Night and day ; Sow the seed , withdraw the curtain , Clear the way ! Men of action , aid and cheer them As ye may ! There's a fount about to stream , There's a light about to beam , There's a warmth about to glow , There's a flower ...
... Night and day ; Sow the seed , withdraw the curtain , Clear the way ! Men of action , aid and cheer them As ye may ! There's a fount about to stream , There's a light about to beam , There's a warmth about to glow , There's a flower ...
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... night . O let thy light within us shine , And lift the shadows which now hang Before the portals of the tomb , Hiding our loved ones from us . May angels say to those who weep : " Not here , but risen from the grave ; " Called to go up ...
... night . O let thy light within us shine , And lift the shadows which now hang Before the portals of the tomb , Hiding our loved ones from us . May angels say to those who weep : " Not here , but risen from the grave ; " Called to go up ...
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... night of igno- rance and superstition be lost in the brightness of the millenial day . Amen . MRS . LUNA HUTCHINSON . THE LORD'S PRAYER , FAMILIARIZED . Our Big Papa , who lives up in the sky , we want every body to think ever so much ...
... night of igno- rance and superstition be lost in the brightness of the millenial day . Amen . MRS . LUNA HUTCHINSON . THE LORD'S PRAYER , FAMILIARIZED . Our Big Papa , who lives up in the sky , we want every body to think ever so much ...
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... night was dark on the ocean's breast , And the waves rolled high in wild unrest , Where a stately bark was dashing on Toward a breaker's crest , with her rudder gone . Around the capstan , in wild despair , The crew had gathered , and ...
... night was dark on the ocean's breast , And the waves rolled high in wild unrest , Where a stately bark was dashing on Toward a breaker's crest , with her rudder gone . Around the capstan , in wild despair , The crew had gathered , and ...
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... night the moon and stars , look down like the eyes of Time watching our movements . Above us is inconceivable altitude - around us unbounded distance -below , unfathomable profundity ; and we arrive at such ideas as man has of the ...
... night the moon and stars , look down like the eyes of Time watching our movements . Above us is inconceivable altitude - around us unbounded distance -below , unfathomable profundity ; and we arrive at such ideas as man has of the ...
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Abner Kneeland Abraham Davenport Andy Bell angels Anon beautiful bless bloom brave breath Bright messenger brother Charles Mackay cheer clouds creeds dare dark dawn dead dear death deeds Denton dream earth Elmina error eternal evermore eyes faith fear flowers forever freedom Freethought friends Gerald Massey give glorious glory grave hand happy hath heart heaven holy hope hour human HYMN immortal Jacob Martin labor land laws liberty life's light live mankind marriage mind moral morning Nature Nature's neath never night noble o'er onward pain peace praise prayer reign rest rise Selected shine shore sing slaves smile song sorrow soul spirit stand stars strive sweet sword of truth tears thee There's thine Thomas Paine thou thought to-day toil true truth Twill tyrants voice waves weary wisdom words wrong
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Страница 97 - The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course. Nor yet in the cold ground, Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image. Earth, that nourished thee, shall claim Thy growth, to be resolved to earth again ; And, lost each human trace, surrendering up Thine individual being, shalt thou go To mix forever with the elements, To be a brother to the insensible rock And to the sluggish clod, which the rude swain Turns with his share, and treads...
Страница 130 - ALL are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme. Nothing useless is, or low; Each thing in its place is best; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the rest.
Страница 74 - Shall one by one be gathered to thy side By those who in their turn shall follow them.
Страница 82 - With a bare bodkin ? who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death, The undiscover'd country from whose bourn No traveller returns, puzzles the will, And makes us rather bear those ills we have Than fly to others that we know not of ? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all...
Страница 97 - Or lose thyself in the continuous woods Where rolls the Oregon, and hears no sound Save his own dashings — yet the dead are there ! And millions in those solitudes, since first The flight of years began, have laid them down In their last sleep — the dead reign there alone.
Страница 74 - The hills Rock-ribbed and ancient as the sun,— the vales Stretching in pensive quietness between; The venerable woods— rivers that move In majesty, and the complaining brooks That make the meadows green; and, poured round all, Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,— Are but the solemn decorations all Of the great tomb of man.
Страница 137 - They are slaves who fear to speak For the fallen and the weak ; They are slaves who will not choose Hatred, scoffing, and abuse, Rather than in silence shrink From the truth they needs must think ; They are slaves who dare not be In the right with two or three.
Страница 81 - To die, to sleep; To sleep: perchance to dream; ay, there's the rub; For in that sleep of death what dreams may come When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause...
Страница 98 - 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.
Страница 364 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...