After Death, the Disembodiment of Man: The World of Spirits, Its Location, Extent, Appearance : the Route Thither, Inhabitants, Customs, Societies : Also Sex and Its Uses There, Etc. Etc. : with Much Matter Pertinent to the Question of Human Immortality
Randolph Publishing, 1886 - 260 pages
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After Death, the Disembodiment of Man: The World of Spirits, Its Location ...
Paschal Beverly Randolph
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Page 49 - Thou art! — directing, guiding all — Thou art! Direct my understanding then to Thee; Control my spirit, guide my wandering heart; Though but an atom midst immensity, Still I am something fashioned by Thy hand! I hold a middle rank 'twixt heaven and earth — On the last verge of mortal being stand, Close to the realms where angels have their birth, Just on the boundaries of the spirit land!
Page 2 - Saw far on each side through the grated gates Most pale and clear and lovely distances. He often lying broad awake, and yet Remaining from the body, and apart In intellect and power and will, hath heard Time flowing in the middle of the night, And all things creeping to a day of doom.
Page 19 - If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and pass, and turn again. Far or forgot to me is near; Shadow and sunlight are the same; The vanished gods to me appear; And one to me are shame and fame. They reckon ill who leave me out; When me they fly, I am the wings; I am the doubter and the doubt, And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.
Page 204 - When we've been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we'd first begun.
Page 17 - Come unto me, all ye that are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest !" He smiled and wept when he spoke these words.
Page 149 - As you are now so once was I; As I am now, so you must be Prepare for death and follow me.
Page 84 - There's a lust in man no power can tame, Of loudly publishing his neighbor's shame ! On eagle wings immortal scandals fly, While virtuous actions are but born to die.
Page 257 - I cannot remember a night so dark as to have hindered the coming day, nor a storm so furious or dreadful as to prevent the return of warm sunshine and a cloudless sky.
Page 226 - ... rise again to the Life Everlasting'. Nevertheless it is as a Poem only that I wish this work to be judged after I am dead.
Page 13 - We cannot divest our minds of the belief, that there is something positive in the glance which the human soul casts upon the world of eternity and infinity. Whether we rise to the contemplation of the Absolute through the medium of the true, the beautiful, or the good, we cannot imagine that our highest conceptions of these terminate in darkness, in a total negation of all knowledge. So far from this...