Whatever Is, is Right

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Berry, Colby,, 1860 - 221 pages
 

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Page 126 - And the good Nokomis answered : " 'Tis the heaven of flowers you see there ; All the wild-flowers of the forest, All the lilies of the prairie, When on earth they fade and perish, Blossom in that heaven above us.
Page 148 - Which strike ev'n eyes incurious ; but each moss, Each shell, each crawling insect, holds a rank, Important in the plan of Him who framed This scale of beings; holds a rank which lost Would break the chain, and leave behind a gap Which nature's self would rue.
Page 67 - There's not a place in earth's vast round, In ocean deep or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found! For God is every where ! Around, beneath, below, above, Wherever space extends, There Heaven displays its boundless love, And power with mercy blends...
Page 198 - O'er all the starry ornaments of light. LUCIFER. The highest and the humblest I of all The beings Thou hast made, Eternal Lord ! ANGEL. Behold they come, the Legions of the lost, Transformed already by the bare behest Of God our maker to the purest...
Page 202 - That, changed through all, and yet in all the same; Great in the earth, as in the ethereal frame; Warms in the sun, refreshes in the breeze, Glows in the stars, and blossoms in the trees; Lives through all life, extends through all extent; Spreads undivided, operates unspent!
Page 136 - The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad ; and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. It shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice even with joy and singing ; the glory of Lebanon shall be given unto it, the excellency of Carmel and Sharon : they shall see the glory of the LORD, the excellency of our God.
Page 21 - My life is like the prints which feet Have left on Tampa's desert strand; Soon as the rising tide shall beat...
Page 1 - Passions' pliant slave In gallant trim, and gay; His course was Pleasure's placid wave, His life a summer's day. And I was caught in Folly's snare, And join'd her giddy train — But found her soon the nurse of Care, And Punishment, and Pain. There surely is some guiding Power Which rightly suffers wrong — Gives Vice to bloom its little hour — But Virtue, late and long.

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