In affectionate remembrance of English cricket, which died at the Oval on 29th August,1882.Deeply lamented bya large circle of sorrowing friends and acquaintances. RIP. NB The body will be cremated and the ashes taken to Australia.
My life will be sour grapes and ashes without you.
And he took him a potsherd to scrape himself withal; and he sat down among the ashes. Then said his wife unto him,Dost thou still retain thine integrity? curse God, and die.
I have heard of thee by the hearing of the ear: but now mine eye seeth thee.Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes.
The Spirit of the Lord G isuponme; becausethe Lhath anointed meto preach good tidings untothemeek; he hath sent me, to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;To proclaim the acceptable yearofthe L, and the dayof vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn;To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for thespirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the L, that he might be glorified.
We therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust; in sure and certain hope ofthe Resurrectionto eternal life, through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes, and pompous in the grave.
A handful of greyashes, long long ago at rest.
It comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes. The ashes of an oak in the chimney are no epitaph of that oak, to tell me how high or how large that was; it tells me not what flocks it sheltered while it stood, nor what men it hurt when it felland when a whirlwind hathblownthedustofthechurchyard intothe church, and the man sweeps out the dust of the church into the churchyard, who will undertake to sift those dusts again, and to pronounce,This is the Patrician, this the noble flower, and this the yeomanly, this the Plebeian bran.
Billy, in one of his nice new sashes, Fell in the fire and was burnt to ashes; Now, although the room grows chilly, I haven't the heart to poke poor Billy.
The gale, it plies the saplings double, It blows so hard,'twill soon be gone: To-day the Roman and his trouble Are ashes under Uricon.
Then worms shall try That long preserved virginity: And your quaint honour turn to dust; And into ashes all my lust. The grave's a fine and private place, But none I thinkdo there embrace.
Let them bestow on every airth a limb, Then open all my veins that I may swim To thee, my Maker, in that crimson lake; Then place my parboiled head upon a stake, Scatter my ashes, strew them in the air Lord! since thou knowest where all these atoms are, I'm hopeful thou'lt recover once my dust, And confident thou'lt raise me with the just.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedlar just opening his pack.
(All the coaches shall be scrap and rust and all the men and women laughing in the diners and sleepers shall pass to ashes.) I ask a man in the smoker where he isgoing and he answers: 'Omaha'.
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
And, by the incarnation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy! O,Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
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