The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volúmenes72-73Joseph Rogerson, 1870 |
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... THOUGHT " I love the burning stars that glow So near the house of God , But better far I love the earth His human feet have trod . " M. G. C. СНАР . І. We are two sisters , at least 18 A Christmas Thought .
... THOUGHT " I love the burning stars that glow So near the house of God , But better far I love the earth His human feet have trod . " M. G. C. СНАР . І. We are two sisters , at least 18 A Christmas Thought .
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... thought would so interest me ; and she now regretted to say she could hardly tell me where to address my letters , as they were going to leave Portin- scale immediately , travelling about , remaining only a day or two in one place ...
... thought would so interest me ; and she now regretted to say she could hardly tell me where to address my letters , as they were going to leave Portin- scale immediately , travelling about , remaining only a day or two in one place ...
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... thought the learned Dr. Hicks , and so thought his learned protegée , Elizabeth Elstob . Here and there in her translations of the Homilies , we come on passages almost poetical in simple pathos and tenderness of expression . In the ...
... thought the learned Dr. Hicks , and so thought his learned protegée , Elizabeth Elstob . Here and there in her translations of the Homilies , we come on passages almost poetical in simple pathos and tenderness of expression . In the ...
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... thought he to himself , without stirring ; " let us see what he is going to do . " Very slowly and softly the form descended to the floor , and treading as lightly as any phantom could , approached the bed , and stooping harshly down ...
... thought he to himself , without stirring ; " let us see what he is going to do . " Very slowly and softly the form descended to the floor , and treading as lightly as any phantom could , approached the bed , and stooping harshly down ...
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... thought he would never return . The path over the rocks was so dangerous it was no wonder they were troubled . They were poor , too : but they trusted in their Heavenly Father , and made his word the rule of their daily life . The ...
... thought he would never return . The path over the rocks was so dangerous it was no wonder they were troubled . They were poor , too : but they trusted in their Heavenly Father , and made his word the rule of their daily life . The ...
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Página 174 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Página 53 - And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Página 53 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist...
Página 53 - Read from some humbler poet. Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start...
Página 174 - Was it a mother's, soft and white? And have the lips of a sister fair Been baptized in the waves of light? God knows best! he was somebody's love: Somebody's heart enshrined him there; Somebody wafted his name above, Night and morn, on the wings of prayer. Somebody wept when he marched away, Looking so handsome, brave, and grand; Somebody's kiss on his forehead lay; Somebody clung to his parting hand.
Página 222 - Fine linen with broidered work from Egypt was that which thou spreadest forth to be thy sail; blue and purple from the isles of Elishah was that which covered thee.
Página 174 - Pale are the lips of delicate mould — Somebody's darling is dying now. Back from the beautiful blue-veined brow Brush the wandering waves of gold; Cross his hands on his bosom now — Somebody's darling is still and cold. Kiss him once for Somebody's sake; Murmur a prayer, soft and low; One bright curl from the cluster take — They were Somebody's pride, you know. Somebody's hand hath rested there; Was it a mother's, soft and white?
Página 293 - Barere approached nearer than any person mentioned in history or fiction, whether man or devil, to the idea of consummate and universal depravity. In him the qualities which are the proper objects of hatred, and the qualities which are the proper objects of contempt, preserve an exquisite and absolute harmony. In almost every particular sort of wickedness he has had rivals. His sensuality was immoderate ; but this was a failing...
Página 222 - See, I have called by name Bezaleel the son of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah : and I have filled him with the spirit of God, in wisdom, and in understanding, and in knowledge, and in all manner of workmanship...
Página 310 - They are like the troubled sea, that cannot rest; whose waters cast up mire and dirt.