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Page 157 - Whatever passes as a cloud between The mental eye of faith and things unseen, Causing that brighter world to disappear, Or seem less lovely, and its hope less dear ; This is our world, our idol, though it bear Affection's impress, or devotion's air.
Page 117 - As though they did intend For past omissions to atone By saying endless prayers in stone. Those mellow days are past and dim, But generations new, In regular descent from him, Have filled the stately pew ; And in the same succession, go To occupy the vault below.
Page 154 - At that hard saying, many turn away ; Let him who can, receive it, and obey. Oh, for a soul magnanimous, to know Poor world, thy littleness, and let thee go ! Not with a gloomy, proud, ascetic mind, That loves thee still, and only hates mankind ; Reverse the line, and that my temper be, — To love mankind, and pour contempt on thee
Page 36 - Though man a thinking being is defined, Few use the grand prerogative of mind : How few think justly of the thinking few ! How many never think, who think they do ! Opinion, therefore — such our mental dearth — Depends on mere locality or birth.
Page 116 - Crumbled beneath the hillock green The cunning hand must be, That carved this fretted door, I ween, Acorn, and fleur-de-lis ; And now the worm hath done her part In mimicking the chisel's art.
Page 116 - And now the worm hath done her part In mimicking the chisel's art. In days of yore (as now we call) When the First James was king, The courtly knight from yonder hall His train did hither bring, All seated round in order due, With broidered suit and buckled shoe.
Page 8 - There is a science reason cannot teach ; It lies beyond the depth her line can reach ; It is but taught by Heaven's imparted grace, The feet of Jesus is the only place ; And they who mental riches largely share, But seldom stoop to seek their wisdom there.
Page 112 - At that our hostess fetch'da sigh, And shook her head ; and so, says I, ' It's very kind of her, I'm sure, To be so generous to the poor.' ' No doubt,' says she, ' 'tis very true ; Perhaps there may be reasons too : — You know some people like to pass For patrons with the lower class.