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Página 102 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Página 40 - HAPPY day that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad.
Página 103 - It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Página 93 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Página 93 - ... the joyous hearth ; Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer ; But all for thee, thou Mightiest of the earth. The banquet hath its hour, Its feverish hour, of mirth, and song, and wine ; There comes a day for grief's o'erwhelming power, A time for softer tears— but all are thine. Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey.
Página 93 - And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee?
Página 102 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. My Lord has need of these flowerets gay, The Reaper said, and smiled : Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
Página 60 - Israel, Fear not : for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name ; thou art mine. When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee ; . and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee : when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned ; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. For I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour...