Memorial Addresses on the Life and Character of Wm. A. Buckingham, (a Senator of Connecticut): Delivered in the Senate and House of Representatives, Forty-third Congress, Second Session, February 27 and March 1, 1875, with Other Tributes of Respect

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U.S. Government Printing Office, 1875 - 64 pages
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Page 25 - My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and he in whom I trust ; who subdueth my people under me.
Page 32 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Page 34 - Pure religion, and undefiled before God and the Father, is this : To visit the fatherless and widows in their afflictions, and to keep himself unspotted from the world*.
Page 34 - Whatever of excellence is wrought into the soul itself belongs (406) to both worlds. Real goodness does not attach itself merely to this life, it points to another world. Political or professional reputation cannot last forever; but a conscience void of offense before God and man is an inheritance for eternity.
Page 52 - CLAY, be communicated to the family of the deceased by the Clerk. Resolved, That as a further mark of respect for the memory of the deceased, this House do now adjourn.
Page 15 - Illinois, and a distinguished member of this body, business be now suspended, that the friends and associates of the deceased may pay fitting tribute to his public and private virtues.
Page 39 - But what allows of excuse, truth does not require us to commend. It was his infirmity that induced David to long for death, to hasten his escape from the stormy wind and tempest ; and an old writer tells us it would have been more...
Page 17 - ... mother of our now good Governor — a noble son of a noble mother. Beneath every roof her name was most affectionately mentioned, as her memory now is sacredly cherished. I wondered how she had thus endeared herself to the hearts of that people. But when I saw her at the bedside of the sick and dying, ministering, like an angel from above, to their relief, — -when I saw her gifts scattered wherever they were needed, — when I saw how little she spent upon herself and how cheerfully she gave...

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