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... Mother ............ 371 Lady's Yes , the 356 Music ...... 224 Let us love one another .......... 296 Ostriches , how the Bushmen obtain 139 Lines , by the Rev. C. Wolfe ...... 164 Pawnbroker's Window , the ...... 207 Lines , by W. C. ...
... Mother ............ 371 Lady's Yes , the 356 Music ...... 224 Let us love one another .......... 296 Ostriches , how the Bushmen obtain 139 Lines , by the Rev. C. Wolfe ...... 164 Pawnbroker's Window , the ...... 207 Lines , by W. C. ...
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... mother " all sold , scattered , and broken up - Milly alone remains ; she loves my poor children , and will be a mother to them when I am gone . Promise me , as you hope for comfort and pardon in your last moments , never to give up ...
... mother " all sold , scattered , and broken up - Milly alone remains ; she loves my poor children , and will be a mother to them when I am gone . Promise me , as you hope for comfort and pardon in your last moments , never to give up ...
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... mother's arms . And so I did young master , there ; and since their own mother died , my poor , dear mistress , I haint lived for anything else in the world but them child- ren , and I shall live for them , till the Lord pleases to take ...
... mother's arms . And so I did young master , there ; and since their own mother died , my poor , dear mistress , I haint lived for anything else in the world but them child- ren , and I shall live for them , till the Lord pleases to take ...
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... mother had come down from heaven , and breathed her balmy breath upon his brow . The grace , the tenderness of the action swelled his very soul . It was so long since he had felt such a dear caress . It hallowed him ; it set him apart ...
... mother had come down from heaven , and breathed her balmy breath upon his brow . The grace , the tenderness of the action swelled his very soul . It was so long since he had felt such a dear caress . It hallowed him ; it set him apart ...
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... mother , Frances Bran- don , daughter of the Princess Mary , sister of Henry VIII . , and queen dowager of France , at the time of her marriage with the Duke of Suffolk . The subject of this sketch , was therefore , the great grand ...
... mother , Frances Bran- don , daughter of the Princess Mary , sister of Henry VIII . , and queen dowager of France , at the time of her marriage with the Duke of Suffolk . The subject of this sketch , was therefore , the great grand ...
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Page 275 - Away, away, my steed and I, Upon the pinions of the wind, All human dwellings left behind : We sped, like meteors through the sky...
Page 356 - For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers
Page 232 - True happiness is of a retired nature, and an enemy to pomp and noise ; it arises, in the first place, from the enjoyment of one's self ; and, in the next, from the friendship and conversation of a few select companions...
Page 100 - O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live: Ours is her wedding-garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth — And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Page 24 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Page 356 - Learn to win a lady's faith Nobly, as the thing is high ; Bravely, as for life and death — With a loyal gravity. Lead her from the festive boards, Point her to the starry skies, Guard her, by your truthful words, Pure from courtship's flatteries. By your truth she shall be true — Ever true, as wives of yore — And her Yes, once said to you, SHALL be Yes for evermore.
Page 73 - Let us walk honestly, as in the day; not in rioting and drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not in strife and envying. But put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make not provision for the flesh, to fulfil the lusts thereof.
Page 280 - Oh, the grave ! the grave ! — It buries every error — covers every defect extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections.
Page 249 - O my people, what have I done unto thee ? and wherein have I wearied thee ? testify against me. For I brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, and redeemed thee out of the house of servants; and I sent before thee Moses, Aaron, and Miriam.
Page 6 - So it is ! yet let us sing, Honour to the old bow-string, Honour to the bugle-horn, Honour to the woods unshorn, Honour to the Lincoln green, Honour to the archer keen, Honour to tight little John, And the horse he rode upon : Honour to bold Eobin Hood, Sleeping in the underwood ! Honour to maid Marian, And to all the Sherwood clan— Though their days have hurried by Let us two a burden try.