Irish Monthly Magazine, 32. köide1904 |
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Page 128 - He taught us how to live; and, oh! too high The price of knowledge, taught us how to die.
Page 746 - Gazing, with a timid glance, On the brooklet's swift advance, On the river's broad expanse ! Deep and still, that gliding stream Beautiful to thee must seem, As the river of a dream.
Page 483 - How dreadful is this place! This is no other than the house of God, and the gate of heaven!
Page 634 - Oh, the sad old pages, the dull old pages! Oh, the cares, the ennui, the squabbles, the repetitions, the old conversations over and over again. But now and again a kind thought is recalled, and now and again a dear memory. Yet a few chapters more, and then the last : after which, behold Finis itself come to an end, and the Infinite begun.
Page 692 - THEY tell us of an Indian tree, Which, howsoe'er the sun and sky May tempt its boughs to wander free, And shoot, and blossom, wide and high, Far better loves to bend its arms Downward again to that dear earth, From which the life, that fills and warms Its grateful being, first had birth. 'Tis thus, though woo'd by flattering friends, And fed with fame (if fame it be) This heart, my own dear mother, bends, With love's true instinct, back to thee ! LOVE AND HYMEN.
Page 628 - ... if he hear not them, complain to the assembly of the people, to the church ; and, if he hear not the church, let him be to thee as a heathen or a publican.
Page 70 - Da ogni creatura, com' è degno Di render grazie al tuo dolce vapore. Vegna ver noi la pace del tuo regno, Chè noi ad essa non potem da noi S' ella non vien, con tutto nostro ingegno. Come del suo voler gli angeli tuoi Fan sacrificio a te, cantando Osanna, Così facciano gli uomini de
Page 61 - Do all the good you can, By all the means you can, In all the ways you can, In all the places you can, At all the times you can, To all the people you can, As long as ever you can.
Page 679 - Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on me through their Word: that they all may be one, as thou Father art in me and I in thee, that they also may be one in us: I in them and thou in me, that they may be made perfect in one.
Page 119 - Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth, and first gem of the sea, I might hail thee with prouder, with happier brow, But oh ! could I love thee more deeply than now ? No, thy chains as they rankle, thy blood as it runs, But make thee more painfully dear to thy sons — Whose hearts, like the young of the desert-bird's nest, Drink love in each life-drop that flows from thy breast.