Selections for Homes and SchoolsJewish publication society of America, 1911 - 444 pagine |
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Pagina 7
... father , Dr. James Freeman Clarke ; to MISS MARIE BLAKE for Ransom , " by her mother , Mary Elizabeth Blake ; to SAMUEL H. JACOBS for poems by his father , Rabbi Henry S. Jacobs ; to Professor Richard GOTTHEIL and G. P. PUTNAM'S SONS ...
... father , Dr. James Freeman Clarke ; to MISS MARIE BLAKE for Ransom , " by her mother , Mary Elizabeth Blake ; to SAMUEL H. JACOBS for poems by his father , Rabbi Henry S. Jacobs ; to Professor Richard GOTTHEIL and G. P. PUTNAM'S SONS ...
Pagina 28
... ( father of them that dwell In tents ) : " Spread here the curtains of thy tent ; " And they spread wide the floating canvas roof , And made it fast , and fixed it down with lead . " You see naught now , " said Zillah then 28 SELECTIONS ...
... ( father of them that dwell In tents ) : " Spread here the curtains of thy tent ; " And they spread wide the floating canvas roof , And made it fast , and fixed it down with lead . " You see naught now , " said Zillah then 28 SELECTIONS ...
Pagina 29
... father of all those That handle harp and organ ) : “ I will build A sanctuary ; " and he made a wall of bronze , And set his sire behind it . But Cain moaned , " That Eye is glaring at me ever . " Henoch cried : " Then must we make a ...
... father of all those That handle harp and organ ) : “ I will build A sanctuary ; " and he made a wall of bronze , And set his sire behind it . But Cain moaned , " That Eye is glaring at me ever . " Henoch cried : " Then must we make a ...
Pagina 31
... fathers , and still the house remained unbuilt . In- stead of leaving behind him a token of his thought for others , he left only the memory of a long life lived selfishly . ' Tis but a legend , but the moral is METHUSELAH 31.
... fathers , and still the house remained unbuilt . In- stead of leaving behind him a token of his thought for others , he left only the memory of a long life lived selfishly . ' Tis but a legend , but the moral is METHUSELAH 31.
Pagina 33
... father and my mother , I depart . As betwixt you and Paradise of old , So betwixt me , my parents , now , and you , Cherubim I discern , and in their hand A flaming sword that turneth every way To keep the way of my one tree of life ...
... father and my mother , I depart . As betwixt you and Paradise of old , So betwixt me , my parents , now , and you , Cherubim I discern , and in their hand A flaming sword that turneth every way To keep the way of my one tree of life ...
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Abraham Adam ALEXANDER KOHUT Angel ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH Bath-sheba beautiful behold Belshazzar beneath blessed bosom bowed breast breath bright brow Cain child cloud cried dark David dead death deep doth earth eyes face father fear feet fell flame foes gazed glory GUSTAV GOTTHEIL hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven holy host II Samuel Israel Jephunneh king Lamech land lifted light lips look Lord Methuselah mighty morning Moses mother murmur night Nimrud o'er peace Pharaoh plain praise prayed prayer pride PSALM Rabbi rest RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER rose Saul shalt shout silent sing SIR EDWIN ARNOLD sleep smile Solomon song sons soul sound spake spear stars stood sweet swell sword TALMUD tent thee Thine Thou art throne trembling Twas unto voice walls of Jericho watch wave weary weeping wild wonder word
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Pagina 169 - THE Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold, And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold; And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Pagina 334 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.
Pagina 333 - Let us (said he) pour on him all we can: Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. So strength first made a way; Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure: When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all his treasure Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
Pagina 169 - Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death...
Pagina 334 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Pagina 174 - PRAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous Source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ, — 2...
Pagina 288 - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord !
Pagina 323 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Pagina 214 - Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
Pagina 355 - TEACH me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee...