Northwode priory, by the author of 'Everley'.1857 |
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afraid ALDERSGATE STREET anxiety asked Mabel Aunt Anne better blessing born for love Bramshaw brother Cheriton child cold Collier comfort dear door Dora's drawing-room Dudley Dudley's duty exclaimed eyes face fancy father fear feel gentle Geraldine getically give glad Grahame Grahame's hand happiness hard heard heart hope Hugh Grahame Hugh's indolence JOSEPH MASTERS Judith keth knew lady laugh leave live look Lynchbrook Mabel Hesketh mamma May's Mina Mina's mind Miss Chase Miss Hesketh Miss Lushington Monckton Court morning mother never Northwode Priory observed papa Peverstone pleasure poor pretty quiet racters replied Frances replied Hugh replied Mabel returned scarcely seemed side sighed silent sister smile sofa sure sweet talk tears tell temper thank thing thought tion told tone trials turned uncon voice weak William and Dora wish Woodbank words
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Pagina 335 - GOD, who knowest us to be set in the midst of so many and great dangers, that by reason of the frailty of our nature we cannot always stand upright...
Pagina 133 - ... remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The...
Pagina 133 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Pagina 72 - There's no dearth of kindness In this world of ours, Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers.
Pagina 125 - All common things, each day's events, That with the hour begin and end, Our pleasures and our discontents, Are rounds by which we may ascend.
Pagina 21 - But seldom have I found such peace As in the soul's deep joy Of passing onward, free from harm Through every day's employ. " If gems we seek, we only tire, And lift our hopes too high ; The constant flowers that line our way Alone can satisfy.
Pagina 144 - In life's long sickness evermore Our thoughts are tossing to and fro : We change our posture o'er and o'er, But cannot rest, nor cheat our woe. Were it not better to lie still, Let Him strike home and bless the rod, Never so safe as when our will Yields undiscerned by all but God...
Pagina 107 - So should we live, that every Hour May die as dies the natural flower, — A self-reviving thing of power ; That every Thought and every Deed May hold within itself the seed Of future good, and future meed ; Esteeming Sorrow, whose employ Is to develop not destroy, Far better than a barren Joy.
Pagina 309 - When winter fortunes cloud the brows Of summer friends, when eyes grow strange, When plighted faith forgets its vows, When earth and all things in it change, O Lord, thy mercies fail me never ; Where once thou lov'st, thou lov'st for ever.
Pagina 350 - Love's sake its woe to hide May cheerful wait the Cross beside, Too happy if, that dreadful day, Thy life be given thee for a prey m . Snatch'd sudden from th...