A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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And love, and hope, and beauty’s bloom,

Are blossoms gathered for the tomb:

There’s nothing bright but heaven.

Moore.

To live in darkness—in despair to die—

Is this indeed the boon to mortals given?

Is there no port—no rock of refuge nigh?

There is—to those who fix their anchor-hope in heaven.

Turn then, O man! and cast all else aside;