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Page 173 - Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath : for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I -will repay, saith the Lord. Therefore If thine enemy hunger, feed him ; if he thirst, give him drink : for in so doing thou sha.lt heap coals of fire on his head. Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good.
Page 189 - I'll go to my tower on the Rhine," replied he ; " 'Tis the safest place in Germany ; The walls are high, and the shores are steep, And the stream is strong and the water deep.
Page 41 - midst the green islands of glittering seas. Where fragrant forests perfume the breeze, And strange bright birds on their starry wings Bear the rich hues of all glorious things? Not there; not there, my child.
Page 40 - I HEAR thee speak of the better land ; Thou call'st its children a happy band ; Mother ! oh where is that radiant shore — Shall we not seek it, and weep no more ? Is it where the flower of the orange blows, And the fireflies dance through the myrtle boughs ?" " Not there, not there, my child...
Page 187 - They say it was a shocking sight After the field was won; For many thousand bodies here Lay rotting in the sun: But things like that, you know, must be After a famous victory. 'Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won And our good Prince Eugene;' 'Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!' Said little Wilhelmine; 'Nay . . nay . . my little girl,' quoth he, 'It was a famous victory. 'And everybody praised the Duke Who this great fight did win.' 'But what good came of it at last?' Quoth little Peterkin: — 'Why,...
Page 184 - Poor dog ! he was faithful, and kind, to be sure, And he constantly loved me, although I was poor; When the sour-looking folk sent me heartless away, I had always a friend in my poor dog Tray.
Page 116 - Father William replied, I remember'd that youth would fly fast, And abused not my health and my vigour at first, That I never might need them at last. You are old, Father William...
Page 188 - The poor folk flocked from far and near ; The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then when he saw it could hold no more, Bishop Hatto he made fast the door ; And while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn and burnt them all. " F faith, 'tis an excellent bonfire !" quoth he, " And the country is greatly obliged to me, For ridding it, in these times forlorn, Of rats, that only consume the corn.
Page 82 - A SILLY young cricket, accustomed to sing Through the warm, sunny months of gay summer and spring, Began to complain, when he found that at home His cupboard was empty, and winter was come. Not a crumb to be found On the snow-covered ground ; Not a flower could he see, Not a leaf on a tree. " Oh, what will become,
Page 186 - IT was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the sun, And by him sported on the green His little grandchild Wilhelmine.

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