 | Margaret Fraser Barbour - 1856 - 406 Seiten
...Amid 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...suburb of the life elysian Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead,— the child of our affection,— But gone into that school, Where she no longer needs... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1856 - 368 Seiten
...know besides, it is but giving Over of a game that must be lost." Besides, as the poet thinks, " There is no Death ! what seems so is transition. This life...of the life Elysian, Whose Portal we call Death." Pindar says, " Sweet is both the end and the commencement of human affairs made when there is a divine... | |
 | Songs - 1856 - 712 Seiten
...or conceal' d, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark. JOHN MILTON. iLort fjatfj Neetr of tfjese is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle...grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair ?" saith he : " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath... | |
 | Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1856 - 432 Seiten
...these earthly damps; What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers, May l>e heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! What seems so is transition ; This life...but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we (tall Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she... | |
 | William Holmes McGuffey - 1857 - 456 Seiten
...by themselves, in the raging thunder. CXXVIII. — THE KEAPEB AND THE FLOWERS. FROM LONGFELLOW. 1. THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with...grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. 2. " Shall I have naught that is fair? " saith he ; " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the... | |
 | Tom Hood - 1857 - 406 Seiten
...OLD MAN. follow her. And then we shall meet to part no more ! CONCLUSION. BY FANNY CALROW. " There is no death ! — what seems so is transition ; This...elysian, Whose portal we call death." LONGFELLOW. 0 part no more"— they have met now to part no more. Yesterday morning my dear, kind uncle (we always... | |
 | Rev. William Henry Lewis - 1857 - 100 Seiten
...we lived and were the instruments of rendering their existence blessed. THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERa There is a reaper, whose name is Death, And with his...grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. ' Shall I have naught that is fair," saith he — " Have naught but the bearded grain ? Though the... | |
 | St. John's in the Wilderness - 1857 - 166 Seiten
...He should touch them." " And He took them up in His arms, put His hands on them, and blessed them." There is a reaper, whose name is Death, And, with...grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. " Shall I have nought that is fair ?" saith he; " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath... | |
 | 1857 - 372 Seiten
...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...suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death. She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer... | |
 | 1858 - 298 Seiten
...calm and deep, Lying on her mother's bosom, Little Bessie fell asleep. anfc t|e flutoeo. LOXOrELLOW. THERE is a Reaper whose name is Death, And with his...grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between. "Shall I have nought that is fair?" saith he, " Have nought but the bearded grain ? Though the breath... | |
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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. 
