The Repository, Volumes 51-52Universalist Publishing House, 1874 - Universalism |
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... step beyond the satisfaction it afforded him . He enjoyed the services and ordinances of the church , and had no special thought of its doctrines . He had been taught that its statements were those of the Bible , and accepted them ...
... step beyond the satisfaction it afforded him . He enjoyed the services and ordinances of the church , and had no special thought of its doctrines . He had been taught that its statements were those of the Bible , and accepted them ...
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... step beyond this , -a step it relieve him to take such a God was impossible . In this state he remained for weeks ; and such was the effect upon his physical health that it was feared he was fast following his sister . But not even to ...
... step beyond this , -a step it relieve him to take such a God was impossible . In this state he remained for weeks ; and such was the effect upon his physical health that it was feared he was fast following his sister . But not even to ...
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... ? Yet do I look for thy presence ever ; If but perchance thy face I see , Thy port would name thee , thy step proclaim thee , — Well knows the heart of its destiny ! Mary E. Nutting . A Day at Pompeii . 32 The Repository .
... ? Yet do I look for thy presence ever ; If but perchance thy face I see , Thy port would name thee , thy step proclaim thee , — Well knows the heart of its destiny ! Mary E. Nutting . A Day at Pompeii . 32 The Repository .
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... step- ping - stones across the street , on a level with the curb , which made careful driving necessary for the safety of chariot wheels . We will follow the street leading from the gate looking toward Sorrento , and by which we entered ...
... step- ping - stones across the street , on a level with the curb , which made careful driving necessary for the safety of chariot wheels . We will follow the street leading from the gate looking toward Sorrento , and by which we entered ...
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... step on the piazza , and saw the snow that had collected on the window , brushed aside , and heard a tap on the pane ? It was so sudden and unexpected that her first im- pulse was to scream . Then thinking it was some weary traveller ...
... step on the piazza , and saw the snow that had collected on the window , brushed aside , and heard a tap on the pane ? It was so sudden and unexpected that her first im- pulse was to scream . Then thinking it was some weary traveller ...
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Page 132 - And the fear of you and the dread of you shall be upon every beast of the earth, and upon every fowl of the air, upon all that moveth upon the earth, and upon all the fishes of the sea; into your hand are they delivered.
Page 165 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Page 185 - The death of a dear friend, wife, brother, lover, which seemed nothing but privation, somewhat later assumes the aspect of a guide or genius ; for it commonly operates revolutions in our way of life, terminates an epoch of infancy or of youth which was waiting to be closed, breaks up a wonted occupation, or a household, or style of living, and allows the formation of new ones more friendly to the growth of character.
Page 165 - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
Page 472 - So many worlds, so much to do, So little done, such things to be, How know I what had need of thee, For thou wert strong as thou wert true?
Page 185 - And yet the compensations of calamity are made apparent to the understanding also, after long intervals of time. A fever, a mutilation, a cruel disappointment, a loss of wealth, a loss of friends, seems at the moment unpaid loss, and unpayable. But the sure years reveal the deep remedial force that underlies all facts. The death of a dear friend, wife, brother, lover, which seemed nothing but privation, somewhat later assumes the. aspect of a guide or genius ; for it commonly...
Page 438 - Heaven is not reached at a single bound ; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round.
Page 250 - ... full many a gem of purest ray serene the dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear : full many a flower is born to blush unseen, and waste its sweetness on the desert air. some village Hampden that with dauntless breast the little tyrant of his fields withstood, some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.
Page 165 - Perplext in faith, but pure in deeds, At last he beat his music out. There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
Page 303 - Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. " 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant ; More life, and fuller, that I want.