Memorial Services Held in the House of Representatives and Senate of the United States, Together with Tributes Presented in Eulogy of Nick Begich, Late a Representative from Alaska

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Page vii - For man also knoweth not his time : as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare ; so are the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.
Page 41 - A spirit goes out of the man who means execution, which outlives the most untimely ending^ All who have meant good work with their whole hearts, have done good work, although they may die before they have the time to sign it. / Every heart that has beat strong and cheerfully has left a hopeful impulse behind it in the world, and bettered the tradition of mankind.
Page ix - Our constitution does not copy the laws of neighbouring states ; we are rather a pattern to others than imitators ourselves. Its administration favours the many instead of the few ; this is why it is called a democracy. If we look to the laws, they afford equal justice to all in their private differences ; if to social standing, advancement in public life...
Page xix - For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die...
Page xx - Romeo, and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish Sun.
Page 52 - I am hard pressed between the two. My desire is to depart and be with Christ, for that is far better.
Page xxxiii - Resolved, That the Clerk communicate these resolutions to the Senate and transmit a copy thereof to the family of the deceased.
Page xi - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Page xi - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.
Page xix - A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; / A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; / A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; / A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together...

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