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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... shore , or the meteor - flash that for a moment illu- mines a speck of cloud - or a sand of the desert which the whirlwind sweeps into a transient elevation , with scarcely time for distinction ; yet he is sustained by a conscious ...
... shore , or the meteor - flash that for a moment illu- mines a speck of cloud - or a sand of the desert which the whirlwind sweeps into a transient elevation , with scarcely time for distinction ; yet he is sustained by a conscious ...
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... shores of immor- tality ; we remain to fulfil the objects of our mental lives each in his own sphere . Brought by this event to the brink of the immor- tal world , and allowed to realize the progressive life in store for us all , let us ...
... shores of immor- tality ; we remain to fulfil the objects of our mental lives each in his own sphere . Brought by this event to the brink of the immor- tal world , and allowed to realize the progressive life in store for us all , let us ...
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... shores of immortality we may meet those who have gone be- fore with spirits as pure and spotless from contact with the world . THE SILENT LAND . · Into the silent land ! Ah ! who shall lead us thither ? Clouds in the evening sky more ...
... shores of immortality we may meet those who have gone be- fore with spirits as pure and spotless from contact with the world . THE SILENT LAND . · Into the silent land ! Ah ! who shall lead us thither ? Clouds in the evening sky more ...
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... shore , I shall one day stand by the waters cold , And list for the sound of the boatman's oar . I shall catch a ... shores of the Summer Land . I shall know the loved who have gone before , And joyfully sweet will the meeting be , When ...
... shore , I shall one day stand by the waters cold , And list for the sound of the boatman's oar . I shall catch a ... shores of the Summer Land . I shall know the loved who have gone before , And joyfully sweet will the meeting be , When ...
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... shore to shore , All nations shall be blest ; Shall hear the noise of war no more- The people shall have rest . As rain descends in gentle show'rs In each returning spring , And calls to life the fragrant flow'rs , And makes all nature ...
... shore to shore , All nations shall be blest ; Shall hear the noise of war no more- The people shall have rest . As rain descends in gentle show'rs In each returning spring , And calls to life the fragrant flow'rs , And makes all nature ...
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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...