A Memorial of the Life and Services of John D. Philbrick

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Larkin Dunton
New England Publishing Company, 1887 - 225 pages
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Page 120 - I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fright my faith. Eternal process moving on, From state to state the spirit walks; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or ruin'd chrysalis of one.
Page 117 - I HEARD a voice from heaven, saying unto me, Write, from henceforth blessed are the dead who die in the LORD ; even so saith the SPIRIT ; for they rest from their labours.
Page 154 - ... round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice ; Forever singing as they shine, The hand that made us is divine.
Page 116 - ... which eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man conceived.
Page 81 - Give me a log hut, with only a simple bench, Mark Hopkins on one end and I on the other, and you may have all the buildings, apparatus and libraries without him.
Page 117 - WE will not weep ; for God is standing by us, And tears will blind us to the blessed sight ; We will not doubt, — if darkness still doth try us, Our souls have promise of serenest light...
Page 118 - All its best hopes in glad fulfillment blending, Life shall be with us when the Death is past, Help us, O Father! when the world is pressing On our frail hearts, that faint without their friend; Help us, O Father! let thy constant blessing Strengthen our weakness — till the joyful end, WILLIAM HENRY HURLBURT, MY FAITH LOOKS UP TO THEE
Page 116 - Man that is born of a woman Is of few days, and full of trouble. He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down : He fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
Page 91 - The profession of a teacher would appear to be a sort of stage, where the girl waits for an establishment suited to her taste, and the young man a more lucrative position. For many young persons this temporary profession is the means of procuring the funds for continuing their studies. Few masters count more than four or five years of service, and if instructresses remain longer in the profession it must be remembered that marriage is ordinarily the end of their desires ; and that once married, they...
Page 117 - midst the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. It is not death to close The eye long dimmed by tears, And wake, in glorious repose To spend eternal years. It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty.

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