- From the Classics
B-202 Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven H.W. Beecher
B-203 Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts, not amid joy Hemans
B-204 What seem to us but dim funeral tapers may be heaven’s distant lamps Longfellow
B-205 Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity Milton
B-206 There is a sweet job that comes to us through sorrow Spurgeon
B-207 Earth hath no sorrow that heaven cannot heal Moore
B-208 Heaven, the treasury of everlasting joy Shakespeare
B-209 Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure Sir Oliver Lodge
B-210 Every man’s life is a plan of God Horace Bushnell
B-211 The acts of this life are the destiny of the next Eastern proverb
B-212 Sorrows are like tall angels with star-crowns in their hair Margery Eldredge Howell
B-213 The heart of him who truly loves is a paradise on earth Lamennais
B-214 Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss Milton
B-215 To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another Leibnitz
B-216 Humble love, and not proud science, keeps the door of heaven Young
B-217 The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy Beaumont and Fletcher
B-218 Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule Cowper
B-219 Nature’s loving proxy, the watchful mother Bulwer
B-220 Dust thou art, to dust returnest, was not spoken of the soul Longfellow
B-221 The kiss of the sun for pardon, the song of the birds for mirth,
One’s nearer God’s heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth Dorothy Francis
B-222 Till the master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew Rudyard Kipling
B-224 The end and the reward of toil is rest James Beattie
B-225 In His will is our peace Dante
B-226 Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past Lowell
B-227 Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory… Shelley
B-228 Each lonely scene shall thee restore William Collins
B-229 Things past belong to memory alone, things future are the property of hope John Home
B-230 Yet in this heart’s most sacred place, thou, alone, shall dwell forever Moore
B-231 … There hath pass’d away a glory from the earth Wordsworth
B-232 Joy, joy forever! – My task is done – the gates are pass’d and heaven is won Moore
B-233 The cross leads generations on Shelley
B-234 … The heart of man is restless until it finds its rest in Thee St. Augustine
B-235 God is and all is well Whittier
B-236 Death’s but a path to be trod if man would ever pass to God T. Parnell
B-237 Onward to thy glory! ‘Tis always morning somewhere in the world R. H. Horne
B-238 Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound H. Melville
B-239 He hath awakened from the dream of life Shelley
B-240 Beyond is the infinite morning of a day without tomorrow W.S. Abbott
B-241 Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o’erfraught
heart and bids it break… Shakespeare
B-242 Where He leads me I can safely go Millay
B-243 God gives us love. Something to love He lends us Tennyson
B-244 Whither thou goest, I will go Ruth i:16
B-245 But in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the
rustle of a wing Ingeresoll
B-246 There never was night that had no morn D. M. N. Craik
B-247 Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death Young
B-248 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away Cant. ii: 17
B-249 ‘Tis not the whole of life to live, nor all of death to die J. Montgomery
B-250 Where there is sorrow there is holy ground Wilde
B-251 Now twilight lets her curtain down and pins it with a star L. M. Child
B-252 Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal Moore
B-253 Where there is much light, the shadows are deepest Goethe
B-254 His daily prayer, far better understood in acts than words, was simple
doing good Whittier
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