...! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists...damps, What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers, May bo heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath...

...celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapour* ; Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad,...Heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death ! What seems so is transitions ; This life of mortal brenth Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portals we call...

...AND HAPPY DEAD. " There is no death : what seems so is transition. This life of mortal breath Is like a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose portal we call...dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone into that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, But Christ himself doth rule. " In...

...I will give you the place!" VOL. II. 2 K EGEDE THE MISSIONARY; OR, SCENES IN GREENLAND.— No. XL ' We see but dimly through the mists and vapours, Amid...sad funereal tapers, May be Heaven's distant lamps." LONGFELLOW. TILL tjiis moment, cold, icebound Greenland had always been a home for Egede, in spite...

...! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists...earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers, There is no Death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the...

...! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise ; Bnt oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists...not dead,— the child of our affection,— But gone into that school, Where she no longer needs our poor protection And Christ himself doth rule. In that...

...! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists...tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no Death I What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life Elysian, Whose...

...see but dimly thro' the mists and vapors ; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funeral tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. There is no...breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portals we call Death. THE NEW Vj.i K A8TCR, Lfl-OIl f-0 riiJ>EN FOU.NO/.TlO.'.S She is not dead, —...

...know besides, it is but giving Over of a game that must be lost." Besides, as the poet thinks, " There is no Death ! what seems so is transition. This life...of the life Elysian, Whose Portal we call Death." Pindar says, " Sweet is both the end and the commencement of human affairs made when there is a divine...

...! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise ; But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists...sad, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps. Longfellow. WHEN the last scene of this eventful history became known in England, the most opposite...