Between the Lights: Thoughts for the Quiet HourA.D.F. Randolph & Company, 1887 - 436 páginas "For many years gems of poetry and prose have found their way into a scrap-book, until friends, who felt a delicacy in borrowing so well-worn a volume, have urged me to give it publication. 'Between the lights' is for the 'little pause in life' at the close of the day, when the most conscientiously busy worker will steal a few moments of rest and refreshment before the lamps are lighted."--Page 3 of title page verso |
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... STARS . OH , Sweetly sinks this life of ours , Through age's cloudy bars , - A fading flush on hill and sky , And lo , the world of stars ! We bless Thee , gracious God , for birth , By which we hither come ; We bless Thee for the gate ...
... STARS . OH , Sweetly sinks this life of ours , Through age's cloudy bars , - A fading flush on hill and sky , And lo , the world of stars ! We bless Thee , gracious God , for birth , By which we hither come ; We bless Thee for the gate ...
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... stars Pass slowly out of sight . Slowly the bright procession Went down the gleaming arch , And my soul discerned the music Of their long triumphal march ; JOHN RUSKIN . Till the great celestial army , Stretching far beyond the ΙΟ ...
... stars Pass slowly out of sight . Slowly the bright procession Went down the gleaming arch , And my soul discerned the music Of their long triumphal march ; JOHN RUSKIN . Till the great celestial army , Stretching far beyond the ΙΟ ...
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... stars and the mailèd moon , Though they seem to fall and die , Still sweep with their embattled lines An endless track of sky . And though the hills of death May hide the bright array , The marshalled brotherhood of souls Still keeps ...
... stars and the mailèd moon , Though they seem to fall and die , Still sweep with their embattled lines An endless track of sky . And though the hills of death May hide the bright array , The marshalled brotherhood of souls Still keeps ...
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... star far off , too far That we should follow Thee ! O heavy cross- of faith , In what we cannot see ! As once of yore , Thyself restore , And help to follow Thee ! If not as once Thou cam'st In true humanity , Come yet as guest within ...
... star far off , too far That we should follow Thee ! O heavy cross- of faith , In what we cannot see ! As once of yore , Thyself restore , And help to follow Thee ! If not as once Thou cam'st In true humanity , Come yet as guest within ...
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... stars shine with trembling light , The winds are sighing unsatisfied , The want of the world is unsupplied , The glory has faded and died away Into the gray . MARY TRIMBLE REILEY . February 12 . And He saw them toiling in rowing 52 ...
... stars shine with trembling light , The winds are sighing unsatisfied , The want of the world is unsupplied , The glory has faded and died away Into the gray . MARY TRIMBLE REILEY . February 12 . And He saw them toiling in rowing 52 ...
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angels bear beauty beneath BERNARD OF CLUNY bird blessed blest bright calm Christ clouds comfort dark dear death deep divine dost doth earth earthly ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING eternal eyes F. D. MAURICE faint faith Father fear feel feet flowers forever GEORGE ELIOT give glory God's grace grief grow hand happy hath hear heart heaven heavenly HENRY WARD BEECHER holy hope HORACE BUSHNELL hour human Immanuel's land infinite JAMES MARTINEAU Jesus leaves life's light live look Lord MADAME SWETCHINE mercy morning mountains never night o'er pain path patience peace perfect pray prayer quiet rest RICHARD CHENEVIX TRENCH SAMUEL RUTHERFORD shadow shining silent sing sleep smile song sorrow soul spirit spring stars strength sweet tears tender Thee Thine things Thou art Thou hast thought toil trust unto voice wait wandering weary WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT wind wings
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Página 279 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 280 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast — The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 27 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main; The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming Lair.
Página 183 - Blessed is he who has found his work; let him ask no other blessedness. He has a work, a life-purpose; he has found it, and will follow it...
Página 189 - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in sight? They will not keep you standing at that door. Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?...
Página 420 - Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Página 191 - I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises and hopes to get to heaven, and climb above the clouds ; but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the...
Página 256 - Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before ; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...
Página 34 - There is the throne of David; And there, from care released, .The shout of them that triumph, The song of them that feast. And they, who with their Leader, Have conquered in the fight, For ever and for ever Are clad in robes of white.
Página 378 - Should fate command me to the farthest verge Of the green earth, to distant, barbarous climes, Rivers unknown to song, — where first the sun Gilds Indian mountains, or his setting beam Flames on the...