Our Pastors' Offering: A Compilation from the Writings of the Pastors of the Second Church. For the Ladies' Fair to Assist in Furnishing the New Church Edifice

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Chandler Robbins
G. Coolidge, 1845 - 126 pages
 

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Page 77 - HOW doth the city sit solitary, that was full of people ! How is she become as a widow ! she that was great among the nations, And princess among the provinces, how is she become tributary!
Page 70 - When the pine tosses its cones To the song of its waterfall tones, He speeds to the woodland walks, To birds and trees he talks : Caesar of his leafy Rome, There the poet is at home. He goes to the river-side, — Not hook nor line hath he; He stands in the meadows wide, — Nor gun nor scythe to see; With none has he to do, And none seek him, Nor men below, Nor spirits dim.
Page 53 - And there sat in a window a certain young man named Eutychus, being fallen into a deep sleep : and as Paul was long preaching, he sunk down with sleep, and fell down from the third loft, and was taken up dead.
Page 52 - FATHER, thy gentle chastisement Falls kindly on my burdened soul; I see its merciful intent, To warn me back to thy control; And pray, that, while I kiss the rod, I may find perfect peace with God.
Page 74 - Twas one of the charmed days When the genius of God doth flow, The wind may alter twenty ways, A tempest cannot blow: It may blow north, it still is warm; Or south, it still is clear; Or east, it smells like a clover farm; Or west, no thunder fear.
Page 75 - The wide lake, edged with sand and grass, Was burnished to a floor of glass, Painted with shadows green and proud Of the tree and of the cloud. He was the heart of all the scene; On him the sun looked more serene; To hill and cloud his face was known,— It seemed the likeness of their own; They knew by secret sympathy The public child of earth and sky. "You ask," he said, "what guide Me through trackless thickets led, Through thick-stemmed woodlands rough and wide. I found the water's bed. The watercourses...
Page 74 - Three moons his great heart him a hermit made, So long he roved at will the boundless shade. The timid it concerns to ask their way, And fear what foe in caves and swamps can stray, To make no step until the event is known, And ills to come as evils past bemoan: Not so the wise; no coward watch he keeps, To spy what danger on his pathway creeps; Go where he will, the wise man is at home, His hearth the earth; — his hall the azure dome; Where his clear spirit leads him, there's his road, By God's...
Page 72 - Seldom seen by wishful eyes But all her shows did Nature yield, To please and win this pilgrim wise. He saw the partridge drum in the woods; He heard the woodcock's evening hymn; He found the tawny thrushes...
Page 22 - For unto us was the Gospel preached, as well as unto them : but the word preached did not profit them, not being mixed with faith in them that heard it.

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