Stories from Germany. I. Gold-seekers and Bread-winners ...

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Página 48 - Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold, Molten, graven, hammered and rolled ; Heavy to get, and light to hold ; Hoarded, bartered, bought, and sold, Stolen, borrowed, squandered, doled : Spurned by the young, but hugged by the old To the very verge of the church-yard mould ; Price of many a crime untold : Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Página 154 - The Lord bless you and keep you. The Lord make His face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you. The Lord lift up the light of His countenance upon you and give you peace, both now and forever more.
Página 198 - BUSY HANDS AND PATIENT HEARTS; or, the Blind Boy of Dresden and his Friends. By the same Author. Eighth Edition. Crown 8vo, illustrated, is. 6d. " One of the most beautiful stories ever written for children.
Página 12 - Swifter than the moon's sphere ; And I serve the fairy queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be: In their gold coats spots you see ; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And...
Página 103 - Come follow, follow, follow, follow, follow, follow me. Whither shall I follow, follow, follow Whither shall I follow, follow thee? To the greenwood, to the greenwood To the greenwood, greenwood tree!
Página 157 - to prepare a place for you." " In my Father's house are many mansions
Página 197 - Old Merry' has become one of our literary institutions, and we are always glad to give him cordial greeting, as a worthy successor to Old Humphrey, Peter Parley, and other caterers of intellectual amusement for the children of a past generation.
Página 198 - The chief merit of the book is the exquisite delicacy with which it illustrates -Christian feeling and Christian principle in circumstances the most trying and varied.
Página 58 - Oh, why left I my hame? Why did I cross the deep ? Oh, why left I the land where my forefathers sleep ? I sigh for Scotia's shore, and I gaze across the sea, But I canna get a blink o
Página 3 - I care for nobody, no, not I, And nobody cares for me.

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