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Updated: June 6, 2025
It leads to death a wreck-strewn sea, dashing white up the black cliffs, and bubbling cries, rising above the tempest's roar and the surges' boom, as, one by one, the swimmers sink to darkness through the foam! Nay, for us, sailors over life's seas, sailors into eternity's dimness, the lie wears its Father's likeness.
An hour one of eternity's hours! A verse of the 90th Psalm came to her mind: "For a thousand years in Thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night." The words had a new and solemn meaning to her. Yesterday was her thousand years this was her watch in the night and it would pass as a tale that is told.
You are, and always will be to me, the one, only woman upon earth." "That is sufficient," she answered, with a strange, bright smile; "my faith in you is perfect, and faith and love can wait." "Wait, my love! until when?" he cried. "If needful, until Eternity's sunlight dispels Earth's shadows! Eternity holds ample compensation for all of Earth's waiting."
In some aspects it may suggest useful reflections as a picture of the good and evil mingled in the Church; in other aspects it may suggest solemn thoughts as a picture of successive generations being gradually drawn from life's moving sea to eternity's stable unknown shore.
He had finished on a rather desperate note of appeal. "See here, Lily," he had said. "Why do you bother your head about such things, anyhow?" "Because I've got a head, and I want to use it." "Life's too short." "Eternity's pretty long. Do you believe in eternity?"
She says of this most adorable Sacrament, "that it is a fathomless and shoreless abyss of grace, and that eternity's light alone will reveal the ineffable wonders which God discovered to her soul at the time of her sacramental union with him."
Those gods ate their rejuvenating apples every day and then went out like healthy boys to see what was happening; and though they meant well they usually were somewhere else when they were needed. Therefore, the use of magic bags and incantations was a lot of foolishness. But here was Gunnar fondling a tightly-drawn buckskin bag as though it held eternity's secrets.
Eternity's own band! Who in Life's battle firm doth stand, Shall bear Hope's tender blossoms Into the Silent Land! "O Land! O Land! For all the broken-hearted The mildest herald by our fate allotted, Beckons, and with inverted torch doth stand To lead us with a gentle hand Into the land of the great departed, Into the Silent Land! Is not that a beautiful poem?" Mary Ashburton made no answer.
Its blessed form bade us honor virtue's cause, The honest sense 'gainst vice put forth its powers, Before a Solon had devised the laws That slowly bring to light their languid flowers. Before Eternity's vast scheme Was to the thinker's mind revealed, Was't not foreshadowed in his dream, Whose eyes explored yon starry field?
When we look back upon our concerts and plays, our minstrel entertainments, with the incomparable performances of our friend Crosby as Brother Bones; our recitations, to which the genius of Mrs. 'When idly Life's barque on the billows of Time, Drifts hither and yon by eternity's sea; On the swift feet of verse and the pinions of rhyme My thoughts, Ulricardo, fly ever to thee!"
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