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The End Of Perfection.
with the damp soil , and the cold clods of the earth ; and the worms , the hungry worms , crowded unto her silent abode . Yet one sad mourner lingered to cast himself despairingly upon her grave , for he had loved her with that faith which the tomb cannot break , which death cannot destroy ; and as he wept , in the deep agony of his grief and loneliness , I heard him say , " There is no beauty , or grace , or loveliness , that continueth in for this is the end of all his lory ancl perfection . ''
man , g I have seen an infant with a fair brow and a frame like polished ivory . Its limbs were pliant in its sports , it rejoiced , and again it wept ; but whether its glowing cheeks dimpled with smiles , or its blue eyes were brilliant with tears , still I said to my heart it is beautiful : it was like the first pure blossom which some carefully cherished p lant has shot forthwhose cup is filled with a dewrdrop , and whose head reclines upon its parent stem . _ . .
I again saw this child when the light of reason first dawned in its youthful mind ; its soul was gentle and peaceful , and its eyes sparkled with innocent joy , as it looked around upon the good and pleasant world ; it ran swiftly in the ways of knowledge , it bowed its ear to instruction , and stood before its teachers like a lamb ; it was neither proud , nor envious , or stubborn , nor had it ever heard of the vices or vanities of the world , ancl when I looked upon it , I remembered His words who said , "Except ye become as little children ye cannot enter into the kingdom of Heaven , " and my heart yearned towards it , ancl I loved that child .
There ' s something in a noble boy , A brave , free-hearted , generous one ; And in his clear , and ready smile , Unshaded by a thought of guile : And unrepresseel by sadness—Which brings me to my childhood back As if I trod its very track . And felt its very gladness .
But the scene was once more changed , and I saw a man whom the world in its madness called honourable , and many flattered him ancl waited for his smile . They pointed out the broad fields , and rich corn lands , that were his , and talked of the silver and gold he had gathered ; they admired the stateliness of his marble domes , ancl extolled the honors of his name . And I saw that his heart secretly answered , " by my own wisdom have I obtained all thisI am the architect of my own fortunes ;"
, so he returned no thanks to God , neither did he fear him . And as I passed musingly along , I heard the complaints of the many labourers who reaped his fruitful fields , and the cries of the poor whom he had oppressed , but the sounds of music , and of feasting were in his house , while the unfed beggar came tottering from his gilded door . But the heart of that prosperous man was hardened ; he considered not that the cries of the hungry and the oppressed were continually entering the ear
of the Most High . And when I knew that this stern , hard man , whom thousands cursed for his extortion and oppression , was once the teachable child whom I had loved—the beautiful , innocent , that I had gazed upon with delight , I said in bitterness " I have seen the end of all perfection . Ancl I laid my mouth in the dust .
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
The End Of Perfection.
with the damp soil , and the cold clods of the earth ; and the worms , the hungry worms , crowded unto her silent abode . Yet one sad mourner lingered to cast himself despairingly upon her grave , for he had loved her with that faith which the tomb cannot break , which death cannot destroy ; and as he wept , in the deep agony of his grief and loneliness , I heard him say , " There is no beauty , or grace , or loveliness , that continueth in for this is the end of all his lory ancl perfection . ''
man , g I have seen an infant with a fair brow and a frame like polished ivory . Its limbs were pliant in its sports , it rejoiced , and again it wept ; but whether its glowing cheeks dimpled with smiles , or its blue eyes were brilliant with tears , still I said to my heart it is beautiful : it was like the first pure blossom which some carefully cherished p lant has shot forthwhose cup is filled with a dewrdrop , and whose head reclines upon its parent stem . _ . .
I again saw this child when the light of reason first dawned in its youthful mind ; its soul was gentle and peaceful , and its eyes sparkled with innocent joy , as it looked around upon the good and pleasant world ; it ran swiftly in the ways of knowledge , it bowed its ear to instruction , and stood before its teachers like a lamb ; it was neither proud , nor envious , or stubborn , nor had it ever heard of the vices or vanities of the world , ancl when I looked upon it , I remembered His words who said , "Except ye become as little children ye cannot enter into the kingdom of Heaven , " and my heart yearned towards it , ancl I loved that child .
There ' s something in a noble boy , A brave , free-hearted , generous one ; And in his clear , and ready smile , Unshaded by a thought of guile : And unrepresseel by sadness—Which brings me to my childhood back As if I trod its very track . And felt its very gladness .
But the scene was once more changed , and I saw a man whom the world in its madness called honourable , and many flattered him ancl waited for his smile . They pointed out the broad fields , and rich corn lands , that were his , and talked of the silver and gold he had gathered ; they admired the stateliness of his marble domes , ancl extolled the honors of his name . And I saw that his heart secretly answered , " by my own wisdom have I obtained all thisI am the architect of my own fortunes ;"
, so he returned no thanks to God , neither did he fear him . And as I passed musingly along , I heard the complaints of the many labourers who reaped his fruitful fields , and the cries of the poor whom he had oppressed , but the sounds of music , and of feasting were in his house , while the unfed beggar came tottering from his gilded door . But the heart of that prosperous man was hardened ; he considered not that the cries of the hungry and the oppressed were continually entering the ear
of the Most High . And when I knew that this stern , hard man , whom thousands cursed for his extortion and oppression , was once the teachable child whom I had loved—the beautiful , innocent , that I had gazed upon with delight , I said in bitterness " I have seen the end of all perfection . Ancl I laid my mouth in the dust .