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" There is no Death ! What seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. "
Poets in the Pulpit - Sivu 18
tekijä(t) Hugh Reginald Haweis - 1880 - 291 sivua
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Proceedings of the Pennsylvania Yearly Meeting of Progressive Friends

Pennsylvania Yearly Meeting of Progressive Friends (1853-1940) - 1891 - 900 sivua
...belief. The Chinese never say that one dies, but that he emigrates ; while our sweet poet sings : "There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life...breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian. Whose portals we call Death." Doubt has come in with the exaltation of the reasoning faculty. Chained by...

Voices from the Silent Land: Or, Leaves of Consolation for the Afflicted

Martha Noyes Williams - 1853 - 290 sivua
...Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but dim funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death : what seems so is transition : This life...breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portals we call death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school...

The Heavenly Home: Or, the Employments and Enjoyments of the Saints in Heaven

Henry Harbaugh - 1853 - 410 sivua
...perfect." SECTION I. THE RELATION OP THE EARTHLY TO THE HEAVENLY BODY. There is no death : what seems BO is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call death. LONGFSLLOW. WE seek the germs of the future life in the present life. In like...

The Home and Foreign Record of the Presbyterian Church in the ..., Niteet 4–5

1853 - 802 sivua
...Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but dim funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death. What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath b but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portals we call Death. She is not dead — the child of our...

Hall's Journal of Health and Miscellany, Nide 20

1873 - 768 sivua
...Mortal breath la but a suburb of the life elydau. Whose por^l we call death. She Is not dead— he child of our affection— But gone unto that school....Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's t tillness and seclusion By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sln'i pollution, She...

The history of Mary Grove

Julia Addison - 1854 - 204 sivua
...damps ; What seem to us but sad funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death 1 What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal...suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call death. — LONGFELLOW. THE next four years brought many cares and trials to Mary Grove. Her first sorrow was...

The Native Poets of Maine, Numero 288

S. Herbert Lancey - 1854 - 338 sivua
...Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funeral tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! What seems so is transition ; This life...breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portals wo call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school...

The advanced prose and poetical reader, by A.W. Buchan

Alexander Winton Buchan - 1854 - 332 sivua
...these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian,2 Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — Bnt gone...

Odd Fellows' Literary Casket, Niteet 1–2

1854 - 794 sivua
...these words, the soul of De Lorme St. Luke escaped from its two-fold prison. CHAPTER XII. " There is DO death. What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath, Is but a suburb of the life clysian, Whose portals we call death." The chill frosts of a heavy sorrow gathered deep and cold o'er...

The Hope of the Bereaved; Or, Recognition in Heaven

Edwin Davies (D.D.) - 1854 - 154 sivua
...these earthly damps ; What seems to us but sad funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but the suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call death." And, yet, knowing as we do that death...




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