Reminiscences of the Life and Work of Edward A. Lawrence, Jr

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Fleming H. Revell Company, 1900 - 519 էջ
 

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Էջ 17 - Thou whose exterior semblance doth belie Thy soul's immensity; Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep Thy heritage; thou Eye among the blind, That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep, Haunted for ever by the eternal mind, — Mighty Prophet! Seer blest! On whom those truths do rest Which we are toiling all our lives to find...
Էջ 498 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go : For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle 's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all.
Էջ 167 - But, if thou be a king, where is thy crown ? K. Hen. My crown is in my heart, not on my head ; Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen : my crown is called content ; A crown it is, that seldom kings enjoy.
Էջ 256 - Let no corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth, but that which is good to the use of edifying, that it may minister grace unto the hearers.
Էջ 257 - And grieve not the holy Spirit of God, whereby ye are sealed unto the day of redemption. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.
Էջ 224 - Weeping at the feet and head, I can see your falling tears, I can hear your sighs and prayers; Yet I smile and whisper this, — "I am not the thing you kiss; Cease your tears, and let it lie; It was mine, it is not I.
Էջ 498 - I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last ! I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness, and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Էջ 140 - For all the heat o' the day, till it declines, And death's mild curfew shall from work assoil. God did anoint thee with his odorous oil, To wrestle, not to reign; and he assigns All thy tears over, like pure crystallines, For younger fellow-workers of the soil To wear for amulets. So others shall Take patience...
Էջ 184 - we must be here to work; And men who work can only work for men, And, not to work in vain, must comprehend Humanity and so work humanly, And raise men's bodies still by raising souls, \ As God did first.
Էջ 498 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain.

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