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HEAVEN HEAVEN

The road to heaven lies as near by water as by land.
Jeremy Collier—Eccl. Hist. Ed. 1852. IV. 241. Friar Elston's words, when threatened with drowning by Henry VIII, according to Stow, quoted by Gasquet. Same idea ascribed to Sir Humphry Gilbert when his ship was wrecked off Newfoundland. (1533) Idea taken from an Epigram of Leonidas of Tarentum. See Stobeus—Greek Anthology. Jacob's appendix. No. 48.
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Heaven means to be one with God.
Confucius, quoted by Canon Farrar. Sermons. Eternal Hopes. What Heaven Is.
Last line.


Where tempests never beat nor billows roar.
 | author = Cowper
 | work = On the Receipt of My Mother's Picture -
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 | text = <poem>And so upon this wise I prayed,—
Great Spirit, give to me
A heaven not so large as yours
But large enough for me.
 | author = Emily Dickinson
 | work = A Prayer.
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Nor can his blessed soul look down from heaven,
Or break the eternal sabbath of his rest.
Dryden—The Spanish Friar. Act V. Sc. 2.


Since heaven's eternal year is thine.
Dryden—Elegy on Mrs. Killegrew. L. 15.


'Twas Whispered in Heaven, 'twas muttered in
hell
And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell.
On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest,
And the depths of the ocean its presence confessed.
Catherine M. Fanshawe—Enigma. (The
letter H.) (" 'Twas in Heaven pronounced, it
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 | text = <poem>Where billows never break, nor tempests roar.
Garth—Dispensary. Canto III. L. 226.
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While resignation gently slopes the way;
And, all his prospects brightening to the last,
His heaven commences ere the world be past.
 | author = Goldsmith
 | work = The Deserted Village. L. 110.


They had finished her own crown in glory, and
she couldn't stay away from the coronation.
Gray—Enigmas of Life.


Eye hath not seen it, my gentle boy!
Ear hath not heard its deep songs of joy;
Dreams cannot picture a world so fair—
Sorrow and death may not enter there;
Time doth not breathe on its fadeless bloom.
For beyond the clouds, and beyond the tomb,
It is there, it is there, my child!
Felicia D. Hemans—The Better Land.


All this, and Heaven too!
Philip Henry—Matthew Henry's Life of
Philip Henry. P. 70.
Just are the ways of heaven; from Heaven proceed
The woes of man; Heaven doom'd the Greeks to
bleed.
Homer—Odyssey. Bk. VIII. L. 128
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Nil mortalibus arduum est;
Ccelum ipsum petimus stultitia.
Nothing is difficult to mortals; we strive to
reach heaven itself in our folly.
Horace!—Carmina. Bk. I. 3. 37.


There the wicked cease from troubling, and
there the weary be at rest.
Job. III. 17.
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In my father's house are many mansions.
John. XIV. 2.
 Sperre dich, so viel du willst!
Des Himmels Wege sind des Himmels Wege.
Struggle against it as thou wilt, yet Heaven's
ways are Heaven's ways.
Lessing—Nathan der Weise. III. 1.


Booth led boldly with his big bass drum
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
The Saints smiled gravely, and they said "He's
come."
(Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?)
Nicholas Vachel Lindsay—General Booth
Enters Heaven.


The heaven of poetry and romance still lies
around us and within us.
 | author = Longfellow
 | work = Drift-Wood. Twice-Told Tales.
 When Christ ascended
Triumphantly from star to star
He left the gates of Heaven ajar.
 | author = Longfellow
 | work = Golden Legend. Pt. II.


We see but dimly through the mists and vapors;
Amid these earthly damps
What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers
May be heaven's distant lamps.
 | author = Longfellow
 | work = Resignation. St. 4.


Cedit item retro, de terra quod fuit ante,
In terras; et, quod missum est ex aetheris oreis,
Id rursum caeli relatum templa receptant.
What came from the earth returns back to
the earth, and the spirit that was sent from
heaven, again carried back, is received into the
temple of heaven.
Lucretius—De Rerum Natura. II. 999.


Heaven to me's a fair blue stretch of sky,
Earth's jest a dusty road.
Masefield—Vagabond.


Lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven.
Matthew. VI. 20.


It were a. journey like the path to heaven,
To help you find them.
 | author = Milton
 | work = Comus. L. 302.