The Boys' and girls' companion [formerly The Sunday scholar's companion]., Issues 1-121883 |
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... sure he'll manage ” . 66 Margery , " broke in the boy , with a sudden change of look and tone , " have you ever thought -has it ever come into your head - that perhaps Father never will come home ? وو Margery stood quite still and ...
... sure he'll manage ” . 66 Margery , " broke in the boy , with a sudden change of look and tone , " have you ever thought -has it ever come into your head - that perhaps Father never will come home ? وو Margery stood quite still and ...
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... sure to make if he left England , and begged him to send to the Pope to be released from his vow . Edward reluctantly consented , and received a message from the Pope to give up his journey and build a church to St. Peter instead . Full ...
... sure to make if he left England , and begged him to send to the Pope to be released from his vow . Edward reluctantly consented , and received a message from the Pope to give up his journey and build a church to St. Peter instead . Full ...
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... sure , nor read , nor do anything of that stupid kind , my head is too full of to - morrow , " said a rather younger lady than the rest , who thought it very clever to imitate the dissipated tone of her elders . 66 " I think , cousin ...
... sure , nor read , nor do anything of that stupid kind , my head is too full of to - morrow , " said a rather younger lady than the rest , who thought it very clever to imitate the dissipated tone of her elders . 66 " I think , cousin ...
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... sure to come , and we shall laugh all the way home ; and papa will be on the drive to see us come in , and mamma will be at the window , and there will be such a noise directly we get into the house - Oh , really I can't wait till to ...
... sure to come , and we shall laugh all the way home ; and papa will be on the drive to see us come in , and mamma will be at the window , and there will be such a noise directly we get into the house - Oh , really I can't wait till to ...
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... sure to see them at church , ” she was answered by quite a chorus of agreement . Raymond Layne , the boy whose arrival with his tutor at Rainscombe Farm had caused such a com- motion in the minds of the young Lamberts , was the only son ...
... sure to see them at church , ” she was answered by quite a chorus of agreement . Raymond Layne , the boy whose arrival with his tutor at Rainscombe Farm had caused such a com- motion in the minds of the young Lamberts , was the only son ...
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Page 58 - And bends the gallant mast; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind!
Page 46 - Tis a note of enchantment; what ails her ? She sees A mountain ascending, a vision of trees ; Bright volumes of vapour through Lothbury glide, And a river flows on through the vale of Cheapside.
Page 70 - Can I forget the dismal night, that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave! How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings!
Page 123 - He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to heaven, Saved by His precious Blood.
Page 31 - ON the green banks of Shannon, when Sheelah was nigh, No blithe Irish lad was so happy as I'; No harp like my own could so cheerily play, And wherever I went was my poor dog Tray. When at last I was forced from my Sheelah to part, She said (while the sorrow was big at her heart), Oh ! remember your Sheelah when fur far away ; And be kind, my dear Pat, to our poor dog Tray.
Page 146 - Tories who had loved and honoured the most accomplished of the Whigs, met the corpse, and led the procession by torchlight, round the shrine of Saint Edward and the graves of the Plantagenets, to the Chapel of Henry the Seventh.
Page 124 - Tis morn, but scarce yon level sun Can pierce the war-clouds, rolling dun, Where furious Frank, and fiery Hun Shout in their sulph'rous canopy. The combat deepens. On, ye brave, Who rush to glory, or the grave ! Wave, Munich ! all thy banners wave, And charge with all thy chivalry...
Page 58 - ... one cry; But give to me the snoring breeze And white waves heaving high; And white waves heaving high, my boys, The good ship tight and free — The world of waters is our home, And merry men are we. There's tempest in yon horned moon, And lightning in yon cloud; And hark the music, mariners! The wind is piping loud; The wind is piping loud, my boys, The lightning flashes free — While the hollow oak our palace is, Our heritage the sea.
Page 124 - Linden saw another sight, When the drum beat, at dead of night Commanding fires of death to light The darkness of her scenery. By torch and trumpet fast arrayed, Each horseman drew his battle-blade, And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry.
Page 166 - Boundless are my vast dominions ; I can hop, or swim, or fly ; When I please, my towering pinions Trace my empire through the sky : Air and elements you see, Heaven and earth, were made for ME ! " Birds and insects, beasts and fishes^ All their humble distance keep ; Man, subservient to my wishes, Sows the harvest which I reap : Mighty man himself, you see, All that breathe, were made for ME...