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 care, and pain, and sorrow, are no more.

Henry Kirke White.

These ashes too, the little dust

Our Father’s care shall keep,

Till the last angel rise and break

The long and dreary sleep.

Then Love’s soft dew on every eye

Shall shed its mildest rays;

And the long-silent dust shall burst

With shouts of endless praise.