The Opal: A Pure Gift for the Holy Days

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John Keese, Sarah Josepha Buell Hale, Nathaniel Parker Willis
J.C. Riker, 1847
 

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Seite 253 - Then Judas, which had betrayed him, when he saw that he was condemned, repented himself, and brought again the thirty pieces of silver to the chief priests and elders, saying, I have sinned in that I have betrayed the innocent blood. And they said, What is that to us? see thou to that. And he cast down the pieces of silver in the temple, and departed, and went and hanged himself.
Seite 227 - He asks no taper lights, on high surrounding The priestly altar and the saintly grave, No dolorous chant nor organ music sounding, Nor incense clouding up the twilight nave. For He whom Jesus loved hath truly spoken: The holier worship which He deigns to bless Restores the lost, and binds the spirit broken, And feeds the widow and the fatherless!
Seite 147 - And men forgot their passions in the dread Of this their desolation; and all hearts Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light: And they did live by watchfires — and the thrones, The palaces of crowned kings...
Seite 13 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ; Let the dead past bury its dead ; Act, act in the living present, Heart within, and God o'erhead.
Seite 108 - THE honey-bee that wanders all day long The field, the woodland, and the garden o'er. To gather in his fragrant winter store, Humming in calm content his quiet song...
Seite 128 - ... to a dance of breathless rapture, and bring tears of mysterious tenderness to the eyes, like the enthusiasm of patriotic success, or the voice of one beloved singing to you alone. Sterne says that, if he were in a. desert, he would love some cypress. So soon as this want or power is dead, man becomes the living sepulchre of himself, and what yet survives is the mere husk of what once he was.
Seite 108 - Within the poisoned chalice. Thus, if we Seek only to draw forth the hidden sweet In all the varied human flowers we meet In the wide garden of humanity, And, like the bee, if home the spoil we bear, Hived in our hearts, it turns to nectar there.
Seite 228 - Where pity dwells, the peace of God is there ; To worship rightly is to love each other, Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer. Follow with reverent steps the great example Of Him whose holy work was " doing good "i So shall the wide earth seem our Father's temple, Each loving life a psalm of gratitude.
Seite 146 - I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander, darkling, in the eternal space, Rayless and pathless, and the icy earth Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air...
Seite 288 - EIGHTEEN hundred years agone Was that deed of darkness done — Was that sacred, thorn-crowned head To a shameful death betrayed, And Iscariot's traitor name Blazoned in eternal shame. Thou, disciple of our time, Follower of the faith sublime, Who, with high and holy scorn Of that traitorous deed dost burn, Though the years may never more To our earth that form restore, The Christ-Spirit ever lives — Ever in thy heart he strives. When pale Misery mutely calls, When thy...

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