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Pagina 4
The love that dwelt around my path , E'en from my childhood's hour , I hoped to pay a hundredfold , In manhood's strength and power . New Year , thou canst not give me back The gladness of the old : The lips that once so warmly blessed ...
The love that dwelt around my path , E'en from my childhood's hour , I hoped to pay a hundredfold , In manhood's strength and power . New Year , thou canst not give me back The gladness of the old : The lips that once so warmly blessed ...
Pagina 5
She looked at his restless , rounded limbs , She knew the hour was come to part , She chose the sweetest of all her hymns , And folded him to her heart . ' Thou art weary of me now , fair lad ! But wait for the hour of sorrow and pain ...
She looked at his restless , rounded limbs , She knew the hour was come to part , She chose the sweetest of all her hymns , And folded him to her heart . ' Thou art weary of me now , fair lad ! But wait for the hour of sorrow and pain ...
Pagina 5
The love that dwelt around my path , E'en from my childhood's hour , I hoped to pay a hundredfold , In manhood's strength and power . New Year , thou canst not give me back The gladness of the old : The lips that once so warmly blessed ...
The love that dwelt around my path , E'en from my childhood's hour , I hoped to pay a hundredfold , In manhood's strength and power . New Year , thou canst not give me back The gladness of the old : The lips that once so warmly blessed ...
Pagina 5
I know that her song was sad and wild , As she cradled him on her icy breast ; And he struggled and wept , like a froward child , That will not be laid to rest . a She looked at his restless , rounded limbs , She knew the hour was come ...
I know that her song was sad and wild , As she cradled him on her icy breast ; And he struggled and wept , like a froward child , That will not be laid to rest . a She looked at his restless , rounded limbs , She knew the hour was come ...
Pagina 6
He pleaded hard for an hour of rest Life was dreary and far to roam ; She pointed him on to the shining west , And whispered of love and home . Weary and worn at last he crept , And laid him down at close of day ; Sweet Summer kissed ...
He pleaded hard for an hour of rest Life was dreary and far to roam ; She pointed him on to the shining west , And whispered of love and home . Weary and worn at last he crept , And laid him down at close of day ; Sweet Summer kissed ...
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Pagina 303 - Of His own will begat He us with the word of truth, that we should be a kind of firstfruits of His creatures.
Pagina 287 - Likewise, ye wives, be in subjection to your own husbands ; that, if any obey not the word, they also may without the word be won by the conversation of the wives ; while they behold your chaste conversation coupled with fear.
Pagina 259 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
Pagina 405 - And they prayed, and said, Thou, Lord, which knowest the hearts of all men, shew whether of these two thou hast chosen, that he may take part of this ministry and apostleship, from which Judas by transgression fell, that he might go to his own place. And they gave forth their lots ; and the lot fell upon Matthias ; and he was numbered with the eleven apostles.
Pagina 227 - I am now indebted, as being a work not to be raised from the heat of youth, or the vapours of wine, like that which flows at waste from the pen of some vulgar amorist, or the trencher fury of a rhyming parasite, nor to be obtained by the invocation of Dame Memory and her Siren Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Pagina 287 - Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel; * but let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.
Pagina 424 - But if I tarry long, that thou mayest know how thou oughtest to behave thyself in the house of God, which is the church of the living God, the pillar and ground of the truth.
Pagina 359 - Death is swallowed up in victory. 0 death, where is thy sting ? 0 grave, where is thy victory ? The sting of death is sin ; and the strength of sin is the Law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Pagina 383 - Well I know thy trouble, 0 My servant true ; Thou art very weary, 1 was weary too ; But that toil shall make thee Some day all Mine own, And the end of sorrow Shall be near My throne.
Pagina 230 - My Lord, when I lost the freedom of my cell, which was my college; yet, I found some degree of it in my quiet country parsonage : but I am weary of the noise and oppositions of this place, and indeed God and nature did not intend me for contentions, but for study and quietness.