Henry Martyn Boies: Appreciations of His Life and Character

Joseph Henry Odell
Knickerbocker Press, 1904 - 297 Seiten

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Seite 231 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Seite 226 - My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.
Seite 269 - SUNSET and evening star, And one clear call for me ! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep, . Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home. Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark; For tho...
Seite 36 - 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.
Seite 218 - Twixt chin and hand a violin of mine, He will be glad that Stradivari lived, Made violins, and made them of the best. The masters only know whose work is good : pay They will choose mine, and while God gives them skill I give them instruments to play upon, God choosing me to help Him.
Seite 226 - I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath : a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind : not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.
Seite 89 - I shall know but one country. The ends I aim at shall be my country's, my God's, and Truth's. I was born an American ; I will live an American ; I shall die an American ; and I intend to perform the duties incumbent upon me in that character to the end of my career.
Seite 217 - Who draws a line and satisfies his soul, Making it crooked where it should be straight ? An idiot with an oyster-shell may draw His lines along the sand, all wavering, Fixing no point or pathway to a point; An idiot one remove may choose his line, Straggle and be content ; but God be praised, Antonio Stradivari has an eye That winces at false work and loves the true, With hand and arm that play upon the...
Seite 235 - This is the death of Death, to breathe away a breath And know the end of strife, and taste the deathless life, And joy without a fear, and smile without a tear; And work, nor care to rest, and find the last the best.
Seite 288 - It matters little at what hour o' the day The righteous fall asleep, death cannot come To him untimely who is fit to die : The less of this cold world, the more of heaven, The briefer life, the earlier immortality.

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