Quotes
Quotes - Brainard
Death has shaken out the sands of thy glass.
At the piping of all hands,
When the judgment-signal's spread--
When the islands and the lands
And the seas give up their dead,
And the South and North shall come;
When the sinner is dismayed,
And the just man is afraid,
Then Heaven be thy aid,
Poor Tom.
Far beneath the tainted foam
That frets above our peaceful home,
We dream in joy and wake in love
Nor know the rage that yells above.
I saw two clouds at morning,
Tinged with the rising sun,
And in the dawn they floated on,
And mingled into one.
I thought that morning cloud was blest,
It moved so sweetly to the West.
I see not a step before me as I tread on another year;
But I 've left the Past in God's keeping,--the Future
His mercy shall clear;
And what looks dark in the distance may brighten as I draw near.
I would rather walk with God in the dark than go alone in the light.
That which we look on with unselfish love
And true humility is surely ours,
Even as a lake looks at the stars above
And makes within itself a heaven of stars.
I saw two clouds at morning Tinged by the rising sun, And in the dawn they floated on And mingled into one.
God is its author, and not man; he laid The key-note of all harmonies; he planned All perfect combinations, and he made Us so that we could hear and understand.
The rustle of the leaves in summer's hush When wandering breezes touch them, and the sigh That filters through the forest, or the gush That swells and sinks amid the branches high,-- 'Tis all the music of the wind, and we Let fancy float on the aeolian breath.
Hate no one; hate their vices, not themselves.
