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Page 71
I am sure if I have , I shall always thank God for giving it to me , for your sake and
the baby ' s , and poor father ' s sake too . Oh , I wish that Raphael had lived , if it
had been only till to - day , that he might have felt as I do just now . ” Agnes was ...
I am sure if I have , I shall always thank God for giving it to me , for your sake and
the baby ' s , and poor father ' s sake too . Oh , I wish that Raphael had lived , if it
had been only till to - day , that he might have felt as I do just now . ” Agnes was ...
Page 95
I was very weak last night , but you shall see that I can exert myself ; you may go
down , for I am sure you will not leave me , as if I should act unbecomingly , and
only distress you and myself . ” Lucy was soon ready to join her husband ; she felt
...
I was very weak last night , but you shall see that I can exert myself ; you may go
down , for I am sure you will not leave me , as if I should act unbecomingly , and
only distress you and myself . ” Lucy was soon ready to join her husband ; she felt
...
Page 116
... me - for I Am cold and sick — and verily Methinks the night begins to fall , For
darkness shuts me out from all I saw before I feel not now The damp snow falling
on my brow ; And sure the cold has left this stone Where I have sat so long alone
.
... me - for I Am cold and sick — and verily Methinks the night begins to fall , For
darkness shuts me out from all I saw before I feel not now The damp snow falling
on my brow ; And sure the cold has left this stone Where I have sat so long alone
.
Page 182
For , had we faith , but as a grain of mustard seed , we should cast ourselves
upon that seal , “ the promise of God standeth sure . ' ” “ Oh , Sir , ” exclaimed the
poor woman , “ yours are the first words that have reached my heart , and sure I
see ...
For , had we faith , but as a grain of mustard seed , we should cast ourselves
upon that seal , “ the promise of God standeth sure . ' ” “ Oh , Sir , ” exclaimed the
poor woman , “ yours are the first words that have reached my heart , and sure I
see ...
Page 281
If it were a coarse looking girl spinning hemp , to be sure one should pity her , but
it would not be half so moving . It will be delightful . I will call on you to - morrow ,
exactly at two , and carry you all . Perhaps 2 B 3 MODERN AUTHORS .
If it were a coarse looking girl spinning hemp , to be sure one should pity her , but
it would not be half so moving . It will be delightful . I will call on you to - morrow ,
exactly at two , and carry you all . Perhaps 2 B 3 MODERN AUTHORS .
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Page 336 - O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best ; And save his good broad-sword he weapon had none, He rode all unarmed, and he rode all alone. So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war, There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
Page 45 - BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Page 337 - Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late; For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar. So boldly he...
Page 337 - I long wooed your daughter, my suit you denied;— Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide— And now I am come, with this lost love of mine, To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine. There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far, That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.
Page 336 - He stayed not for brake, and he stopped not for stone, He swam the Eske River where ford there was none; But, ere he alighted at Netherby gate, The bride had consented, the gallant came late: For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war, Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
Page 242 - When the Lowlands shall meet thee in battle array ! For a field of the dead rushes red on my sight. And the clans of Culloden are scattered in fight : They rally, they bleed, for their kingdom and crown ; Woe, woe, to the riders that trample them down ! Proud Cumberland prances, insulting the slain, And their hoof-beaten bosoms are trod to the plain.
Page 98 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.
Page 337 - The bride kissed the goblet, the knight took it up ; He quaffed off the wine, and he threw down the cup ; She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
Page 88 - Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked...
Page 186 - Ye cannot drink the cup of the Lord, and the cup of devils: ye cannot be partakers of the Lord's table, and of the table of devils. 22 Do we provoke the Lord to jealousy ? are we stronger than he...