The Silent Conflict: A Story of Industrial WarfareRoxburgh Publishing Company, Incorporated, 1916 - 347 pages |
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Page 335 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Page 121 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Page 218 - Although thy breath be rude. Heigh, ho ! sing, heigh, ho ! unto the green holly : Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly. Then, heigh, ho*! the holly ! This life is most jolly. Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky, That dost not bite so nigh As benefits forgot : Though thou the waters warp, Thy sting is not so sharp, As friend remembered not.
Page 1 - By heaven, I had rather coin my heart, And drop my blood for drachmas, than to wring From the hard hands of peasants their' vile trash By any indirection.
Page 138 - Our voices took a higher range; Once more we sang: 'They do not die Nor lose their mortal sympathy, Nor change to us, although they change; 'Rapt from the fickle and the frail With gather'd power, yet the same, Pierces the keen seraphic flame From orb to orb, from veil to veil.
Page 291 - Inasmuch as ye did it not unto one of the least of these My - brethren, ye did it not unto Me.
Page 320 - Raving politics, never at rest — as this poor earth's pale history runs, — What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns...
Page 101 - SAFELY through another week God has brought us on our way, Let us now a blessing seek, On th' approaching Sabbath-day : Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest.
Page 207 - Clasp, Angel of the backward look And folded wings of ashen gray And voice of echoes far away, The brazen covers of thy book...