The Life-Book of a Labourer. By a Working Clergyman E. Neale1850 |
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Pagina 198 - She guides the young, with innocence, In pleasure's path to tread ; A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head.
Pagina 199 - For she has treasures greater far than east or west unfold ; And her rewards more precious are than all their stores of gold.
Pagina 152 - Time wastes too fast: every letter I trace tells me with what rapidity Life follows my pen; the days and hours of it, more precious, my dear Jenny! than the rubies about thy neck, are flying over our heads like light clouds of a windy day, never to return more — every thing presses on — whilst thou art twisting that lock, — see! it grows grey; and every time I kiss thy hand to bid adieu, and every absence which follows it, are preludes to that eternal separation which we are shortly to make.
Pagina 106 - Lord, I am coming as fast as I can. I know I must pass through the shadow of death before I can come to see Thee. But it is but umbra mortis, a mere shadow of death, a little darkness upon nature ; but Thou, by Thy merits and passion, hast broken through the jaws of death.
Pagina 144 - Certainly it is heaven upon earth to have a man's mind move in charity, rest in Providence, and turn upon the poles of truth.
Pagina 92 - If men could learn from history, what lessons it might teach us ! But passion and party blind our eyes, and the light which experience gives is a lantern on the stern, which shines only on the waves behind us ! DECEMBER 27, 1831.
Pagina 161 - Thy pomp is brought down to the grave, and the noise of thy viols : the worm is spread under thee, and the worms cover thee.
Pagina 83 - As wandering as his fancies are; Till in a mist of dark decay, The dreamer vanish quite away. It is a dial — which points out The sunset, as it moves about; And shadows out in lines of night The subtle stages of Time's flight ; Till all-obscuring earth hath laid His body in perpetual shade.
Pagina 100 - It cannot but be a great grief unto me, to stand at these years thus charged before ye : yet give me leave to say thus much without offence : Whatsoever errors or faults I may have committed by the way, in any my proceedings, through human infirmity, — as who is he that hath not offended, and broken some...
Pagina 39 - Hucknall is the following inscription : — IN THE VAULT BENEATH, WHERE MANY OF HIS ANCESTORS AND HIS MOTHER ARE BURIED, LIE THE REMAINS OF GEORGE GORDON NOEL BYRON, LORD BYRON, OF ROCHDALE, IN THE COUNTY OF LANCASTER, THE AUTHOR OF