The Oasis; Or, Golden Leaves of Friendship

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N. L. Ferguson
N.L. Dayton, 1852 - 272 Seiten
 

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Seite 217 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Seite 236 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care : Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.
Seite 98 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Seite 232 - My Highland lassie was a warm-hearted, charming young creature as ever blessed a man with generous love. After a pretty long tract of the most ardent reciprocal attachment, we met by appointment on the second Sunday of May, in a sequestered spot by the banks of Ayr, where we spent the day in taking...
Seite 160 - If any man lack wisdom, let him ask of God, who giveth liberally and upbraideth not.
Seite 232 - Again ye have heard that it hath been said by them of old time, Thou shalt not, forswear thyself, but shalt perform unto the Lord thine oaths...
Seite 217 - They perish where they have their birth. But Love is indestructible ; Its holy flame for ever burneth, From heaven it came, to heaven returneth ; Too oft on earth a troubled guest, At times deceived, at times opprest, It here is tried and purified, Then hath in heaven its perfect rest ; It soweth here with toil and care, But the harvest-time of Love is there.
Seite 235 - Mary ! dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? Seest thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ? That sacred hour can I forget — Can I forget the hallowed grove.
Seite 36 - Here woman reigns ; the mother, daughter, wife, Strews with fresh flowers the narrow way of life ; In the clear heaven of her delightful eye, An angel-guard of loves and graces lie ; Around her knees domestic duties meet, And fireside pleasures gambol at her feet. " Where shall that land, that spot of earth be found...
Seite 203 - Never give up. Never give up ! there are chances and changes Helping the hopeful a hundred to one, And through the chaos High Wisdom arranges Ever success — if you'll only hope on ; Never give up ! for the wisest is boldest, Knowing that Providence mingles the cup, And of all maxims the best as the oldest, Is the true watchword of, Never give up!

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