The lady of Glynne. By the author of 'Margaret and her bridesmaids'. |
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... happy . ' Oh , Nellie ! there are few people like Glynne ; he reminds me of a grand old ruin , standing out in bold but sad contrast to the white cottages and thatched houses of this every - day world . He is ruined , a ruin , and yet ...
... happy . ' Oh , Nellie ! there are few people like Glynne ; he reminds me of a grand old ruin , standing out in bold but sad contrast to the white cottages and thatched houses of this every - day world . He is ruined , a ruin , and yet ...
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... happy and content . He then devoted himself to poor mamma . You cannot think how she is altered . She will not see me , or any of us , except at night , when she can sit in the gloom . She has some fearful disease , which is wasting her ...
... happy and content . He then devoted himself to poor mamma . You cannot think how she is altered . She will not see me , or any of us , except at night , when she can sit in the gloom . She has some fearful disease , which is wasting her ...
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... happy ? " " The old Lord lived to see Glynne's boy ; and that made up to him for discovering , when too late , that he had not chosen Glynne a very sensible wife . " " But she seems to love him- " " " And have you been all this time in ...
... happy ? " " The old Lord lived to see Glynne's boy ; and that made up to him for discovering , when too late , that he had not chosen Glynne a very sensible wife . " " But she seems to love him- " " " And have you been all this time in ...
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... next day to join us . So now I was happy . Once more I was restored to all I loved . The dreadful and dreaded meeting was over . I was with my Selina , as much loved as ever , and I had my boy 38 THE LADY OF GLYNNE .
... next day to join us . So now I was happy . Once more I was restored to all I loved . The dreadful and dreaded meeting was over . I was with my Selina , as much loved as ever , and I had my boy 38 THE LADY OF GLYNNE .
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... happy . " " C Oh , Miss Nellie , Miss Nellie , and didn't you know it was me coming ? " And drawing her forth to the light , I discovered the tearful rosy face of Phebe . " " My dear , dear Phebe , " said I , kissing her heartily ...
... happy . " " C Oh , Miss Nellie , Miss Nellie , and didn't you know it was me coming ? " And drawing her forth to the light , I discovered the tearful rosy face of Phebe . " " My dear , dear Phebe , " said I , kissing her heartily ...
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Sida 66 - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
Sida 76 - OH yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Sida 165 - THERE is no God,' the foolish saith, — ' But none, ' There is no sorrow ; ' And nature oft, the cry of faith, In bitter need will borrow : Eyes, which the preacher could not school, By wayside graves are raised ; And lips say, ' God be pitiful,' Who ne'er said,
Sida 121 - The wretch, condemn'd with life to part, Still still on hope relies, And every pang that rends the heart Bids expectation rise. Hope, like the glimmering taper's light, Adorns and cheers the way ; And still, the darker grows the night, Emits a brighter ray.
Sida 169 - FORASMUCH as it hath pleased Almighty God of his great mercy to take unto himself the soul of our dear brother here departed, we therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust; in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to eternal life, through our Lord Jesus Christ...
Sida 308 - The book is completed, And closed, like the day ; And the hand that has written it Lays it away. Dim grow its fancies, Forgotten they lie ; Like coals in the ashes, They darken and die.
Sida 46 - Pitch thy behaviour low, thy projects high, So shall thou humble and magnanimous be. Sink not in spirit; who aimeth at the sky Shoots higher much than he that means a tree.
Sida 36 - Summer shower's pouring! What if no bird through the pearl-rain is soaring? What if no blossom looks upward adoring? Look to the life that was lavished for thee...
Sida 110 - Where comfort turns to trouble : Where just men suffer wrong : Where sorrow treads on joy : Where sweet things soonest cloy : Where faiths are built on dust : Where love is half mistrust.
Sida 88 - Droop not though shame, sin, and anguish are round thee ; Bravely fling off the cold chain that hath bound thee, Look to yon pure heaven smiling beyond thee ; Rest not content in thy darkness — a clod. Work for some good, be it ever so slowly ; Cherish some flower, be it ever so lowly ; Labor ! all labor is noble and holy ; Let thy great deeds be thy prayer to thy God.