Memoir of Anna Deborah Richardson: With Extracts from Her Letters

Front Cover
For private circulation, 1877 - Anglican converts - 306 pages

From inside the book

Other editions - View all

Common terms and phrases

Popular passages

Page 46 - Denn ach, mich trennt das Meer von den Geliebten, Und an dem Ufer steh' ich lange Tage: Das Land der Griechen mit der Seele suchend; Und gegen meine Seufzer bringt die Welle Nur dumpfe Töne brausend mir herüber.
Page 199 - In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea. With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me; As he died to make men holy, let us die to make men free. While God is marching on.
Page 181 - God, the protector of all that trust in thee, without whom nothing is strong, nothing is holy ; Increase and multiply upon us thy mercy ; that, thou being our ruler and guide, we may so pass through things temporal, that we finally lose not the things eternal.
Page 64 - And Moses said unto him, Enviest thou for my sake? Would God that all the LORD's people were prophets, and that the LORD would put his spirit upon them!
Page 260 - ... a land which the Lord thy God careth for : the eyes of the Lord thy God are always upon it, from the beginning of the year even unto the end of the year.
Page 35 - Only, O Lord, in thy dear love Fit us for perfect rest above ; And help us this, and every day, To live more nearly as we pray.
Page 15 - Of aspect more sublime : that blessed mood In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world. Is lightened; that serene and blessed mood. In which the affections gently lead us on...
Page 198 - I have read a fiery gospel, writ in burnished rows of steel; "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel, Since God is marching on.
Page 182 - 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 8 - Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.

Bibliographic information