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Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility.
James Montgomery
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James Montgomery
Age: 82 †
Born: 1771
Born: November 4
Died: 1854
Died: April 30
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Ayrshire
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There is a world above, Where parting is unknown A whole eternity of love, Form'd for the good alone And faith beholds the dying here Translated to that happier sphere.
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A mother's love — how sweet the name! What is a mother's love? — A noble, pure and tender flame, Enkindled from above, To bless a heart of earthly mould The warmest love that can grow cold This is a mother's love.
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Eternity: a moment standing still for ever.
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Two roses on one slender spray In sweet communion grew, Together hailed the morning ray And drank the evening dew.
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To-morrow — oh, 'twill never be, If we should live a thousand years! Our time is all to-day, to-day, The same, though changed and while it flies With still small voice the moments say: To-day, to-day, be wise, be wise.
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Eagle of flowers! I see thee stand, And on the sun's noon-glory gaze With eye like his, thy lids expand, And fringe their disk with golden rays: Though fix'd on earth, in darkness rooted there, Light is thy element, thy dwelling air, Thy prospect heaven.
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The Dead are like the stars by day Withdrawn from mortal eye, But not extinct, they hold their way In glory through the sky.
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Nature's prime favourites were the Pelicans High-fed, long-lived, and sociable and free.
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Gashed with honourable scars,Low in Glory's lap they lieThough they fell, they fell like stars,Streaming splendour through the sky.
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Dark-green and gemm'd with flowers of snow, With close uncrowded branches spread Not proudly high, nor meanly low, A graceful myrtle rear'd its head.
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When the good man yields his breath (For the good man never dies).
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While rose-buds scarcely show'd their hue, But coyly linger'd on the thorn.
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The Dove, on silver pinions, winged her peaceful way.
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Night is the time to weep,To wet with unseen tearsThose graves of memory where sleepThe joys of other years.
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Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, a day's march nearer home.
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Tis human actions paint the chart of time.
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When to the cross I turn my eyes,And rest on Calvary,O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,I must remember Thee.
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Bliss in possession will not last Remembered joys are never past.
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Joys too exquisite to last, And yet more exquisite when past.
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