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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In manhood’s peerless noon, now bright, anon

A time-worn ruin silvered o’er with years.

Life is a race where slippery steeps arise,

Where discontent and sorrow are the prize,

And where the goal appears the grave is won.

E. Moxon.

In deserts of the Holy Land I strayed,

Where Christ once lived, but seems to live no more,

On Lebanon my lonely home I made,

I heard the wind among the cedars roar,