London Society, Volumen58

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William Clowes and Sons, 1890
 

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Página 582 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be; They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Página 583 - Therefore to whom turn I but to thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from thee who art ever the same? Doubt that thy power can fill the heart that thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
Página 583 - All we have willed, or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
Página 410 - Dreams, books, are each a world ; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good : Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.
Página 583 - Why else was the pause prolonged but that singing might issue thence? Why rushed the discords in but that harmony should be prized? Sorrow is hard to bear, and doubt is slow to clear, Each sufferer says his say, his scheme of the weal and woe: But God has a few of us whom he whispers in the ear; The rest may reason and welcome : 't is we musicians know.
Página 582 - Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell; That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as befpre, But vaster.
Página 588 - Believe thou, O my soul, Life is a vision shadowy of Truth ; And vice, and anguish, and the wormy grave, Shapes of a dream ! The veiling clouds retire, And lo ! the Throne of the redeeming God Forth flashing unimaginable day Wraps in one blaze earth, heaven, and deepest hell.
Página 377 - That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky.
Página 583 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Página 588 - But give me, Lord, eyes to behold the truth — A seeing sense, that knows the eternal Right ; A heart with pity filled and gentlest ruth ; A manly faith that makes all darkness light. Give me the power to labor for mankind ; Make me the mouth of such as cannot speak ; Eyes let me be to groping men and blind ; A conscience to the base : and to the weak Let me be hands and feet ; and to the foolish, mind ; And lead still further on such as Thy Kingdom seek.

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