Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1882 edition. Excerpt: ... That lofty state of mind and will, The Master shall for such prepare. Beneath them stormy bolts may fall, Malarial virus shaft its stings With feathers from the zephyr's wings, But these are high above them all. A City built and kept for them, None others reach that blest abode-- The City of the Living God, The Heavenly New Jerusalem. THE SOWER AND THE SEED. "My seed-field is Time."--Goethe. EE the sower blithely treading O'er the furrowed land, Precious showers of seed-drops shedding With an open hand. Eager Hope his bosom thrilling As with clarion peal, Prudent Faith his spirit filling With a lively zeal. Overhead the lark aspiring Pours his radiant notes, All around mellifluous choiring From a thousand throats. Bound him vernal breezes straying Through the sunbeams gay, Strained through primrose fingers playing On the swelling brae. With King Winter's abdication-- When his fetters melt, Comes auroral jubilation, Seen, and heard, and felt. And at spring-time's bright reveille Goes the sower forth, Sowing, hopefully and gaily, Seed of precious worth. Careful is the sower ever Living seed to sow; Seed devoid of life could never Germinate and grow. Mother earth must needs receive it In her bosom kind, Certain death it were to leave it On the open rind. Then, with marriage consummated 'Twixt the heat and rain, Soon the blade is generated From the swelling grain. And the plant its course' pacific Still untiring keeps, Till it comes to stage prolific, And the reaper reaps. Oft in tombs of densest draping Seeds may long remain, And in course of time escaping Spring to light again. Even clasped by mummy fingers 'Neath an aeon's pall, There the vital force still lingers, Quick to break its thrall; With a mighty impulse cleaving To the grand...