Uplands and Lowlands: Or, Three Chapters in a Life

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A. D. F. Randolph, 1872 - 299 pages
 

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Page 145 - Ah! if our souls but poise and swing Like the compass in its brazen ring, Ever level and ever true To the toil and the task we have to do, We shall sail securely, and safely reach The Fortunate Isles, on whose shining beach The sights we see, and the sounds we hear, Will be those of joy and not of fear!
Page 230 - Not once or twice in our rough island-story, The path of duty was the way to glory : He that walks it, only thirsting For the right, and learns to deaden Love of self, before his journey closes, He shall find the stubborn thistle bursting Into glossy purples, which outredden All voluptuous garden-roses.
Page 145 - Like unto ships far off at sea, Outward or homeward bound, are we. Before, behind, and all around, Floats and swings the horizon's bound, Seems at its distant rim to rise And climb the crystal wall of the skies, And then again to turn and sink, As if we could slide from its outer brink.
Page 92 - So take Joy home, And make a place in thy great heart for her, And give her time to grow, and cherish her ; Then will she come, and oft will sing to thee, When thou art working in the furrows ; ay, Or weeding in the sacred hour of dawn. It is a comely fashion to be glad, — Joy is the grace we say to God.
Page 278 - I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons which need no repentance.
Page 265 - I called upon thy name, O Lord, out of the low dungeon. Thou hast heard my voice : hide not thine ear at my breathing, at my cry. Thou drewest near in the day that I called upon thee: thou saidst, "Fear not.
Page 75 - I've borne a weary lot; But in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart Still travels on its way; And channels deeper, as it rins, The luve o' life's young day. O dear, dear Jeanie Morrison, Since we were sindered young, I've never seen your face, nor heard The music o...
Page 230 - The path of duty was the way to glory : He, that ever following her commands, On with toil of heart and knees and hands, Thro...
Page 4 - He had perceived the presence and the power Of greatness, and deep feelings had impressed Great objects on his mind, with portraiture And colour so distinct that on his mind They lay like substances, and almost seemed To haunt the bodily sense.
Page 20 - Who can tell what a baby thinks ? Who can follow the gossamer links By which the manikin feels his way Out from the shore of the great unknown, Blind and wailing, and alone, Into the light of day...

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