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" Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today. "
The Juvenile instructor and companion - Page 10
by Young people - 1882
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Guy's learner's poetic task book, a selection from the modern British poets

Joseph Guy - 1849 - 118 pages
...grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returuest! Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, Still, like muffled drums, are beating...
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The Ragged School Union Magazine, Volumes 3-4

1851 - 556 pages
...grave is not its goal ; * Dust thou art, to dust returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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Friendship's Forget-me-not

1849 - 274 pages
...grave is not its goal ; " Dust thou art, to dust returnest," Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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Eliza Cook's journal, Volume 6

430 pages
...by thought, almost, it will recur to us who could not well express it : — Not enjoyment, and nut sorrow, Is our destined end or way. But to act that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long and Time U fleeting, is but a version of the saying of Hippocrates,...
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A Memoir of Harriet Ware: First Superintendent of the Children's Home, in ...

Francis Wayland - 1850 - 174 pages
...not its goal ; ' Dust thou art, to dost returnest,' — Was not spoken of the soul. " Not enjoyment and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to...that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. " Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ! Let the dead past bury its dead ! Act, — act in the living...
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Gems by the Way-side: An Offering of Purity and Truth

Mrs. L. G. Abell - 1850 - 462 pages
...grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to...that each to-morrow Finds us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still like muffled drums...
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The garland; or, Poetry for childhood and youth

Garland - 1850 - 152 pages
...grave is not its goal; ' Dust thou art, to dust retuinest,' Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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The British Controversialist and Impartial Inquirer, Volume 6

1855 - 494 pages
...life-battle for a fuller and higher development of their physical and mental powers. " Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day." Living the life of the freeman, the secularist caunot die the death of...
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Modern Literature and Literary Men: Being a Second Gallery of Literary Portraits

George Gilfillan - 1850 - 396 pages
...grave is not its goal ; ' Dust thou art, to dust returnest,' Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like...
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A Second Gallery of Literary Portraits

George Gilfillan - 1850 - 448 pages
...grave is not its goal; ' Dust thou art, to dust returnest,' Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like...
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