The Ladies' Repository, Volym 20L. Swormstedt and J.H. Power, 1860 |
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... LEAVES . BY ANNIE E. HOWE . FALL , ye withered leaves , Fall , rustling , from the boughs that bore ye ; The chill , sad autumn eves Have robbed ye of your summer's glory . No more the sweet - voiced rains may woo ; Nor drops of cool ...
... LEAVES . BY ANNIE E. HOWE . FALL , ye withered leaves , Fall , rustling , from the boughs that bore ye ; The chill , sad autumn eves Have robbed ye of your summer's glory . No more the sweet - voiced rains may woo ; Nor drops of cool ...
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... leave me a fine es- tate some day and I should be just the one to manage it . me . " I loved my mother ardently , and a regard for her was a great restraint to me . Often when I sat in her room , listening to her gentle admoni- tions ...
... leave me a fine es- tate some day and I should be just the one to manage it . me . " I loved my mother ardently , and a regard for her was a great restraint to me . Often when I sat in her room , listening to her gentle admoni- tions ...
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... leave his habits of dissipation for my sake , for his own sake , for the sake of my dead mother . It was all in vain ; indeed , one great check seemed to be removed from him , now that I knew the worst and there was no longer any mo ...
... leave his habits of dissipation for my sake , for his own sake , for the sake of my dead mother . It was all in vain ; indeed , one great check seemed to be removed from him , now that I knew the worst and there was no longer any mo ...
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... leave the scene of so great danger , but not for a moment would he entertain the thought . For myself , I would have staid in the face of certain death , rather than leave him to die , perhaps , alone . He came as an angel of mercy to ...
... leave the scene of so great danger , but not for a moment would he entertain the thought . For myself , I would have staid in the face of certain death , rather than leave him to die , perhaps , alone . He came as an angel of mercy to ...
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... leave France . He had scarcely regained his native soil when he fell a prey to wretchedness and destitution . During ... leaving only a few tottering stragglers be- hind them , now in age and feebleness extreme , of the many millions who ...
... leave France . He had scarcely regained his native soil when he fell a prey to wretchedness and destitution . During ... leaving only a few tottering stragglers be- hind them , now in age and feebleness extreme , of the many millions who ...
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Sida 119 - Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.
Sida 482 - ... our pride, and four times as much by our folly, and from these taxes the commissioners cannot ease or deliver us by allowing an abatement. However, let us hearken to good advice and something may be done for us ; God helps them that help themselves, as Poor Richard says.
Sida 482 - Sloth, like rust, consumes faster than labor wears ; while the used key is always bright, as Poor Richard says. But dost thou love life, then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of, as Poor Richard says.
Sida 365 - The graces taught in the schools, the costly ornaments, and studied contrivances of speech, shock and disgust men, when their own lives, and the fate of their wives, their children, and their country, hang on the decision of the hour. Then words have lost their power, rhetoric is vain, and all elaborate oratory contemptible.
Sida 121 - And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you ; depart from me, ye that work iniquity. Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock : and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the wind? blew and beat upon that house ; and it fell not : for it was founded upon a rock.
Sida 116 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?
Sida 116 - And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold. And to the presence in the room he said, 'What writest thou?' - The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord. Answered, 'The names of those who love the Lord.
Sida 119 - Write ye also for the Jews, as it liketh you, in the king's name, and seal it with the king's ring ; for the writing which is written in the king's name, and sealed with the king's ring, may no man reverse.
Sida 169 - THERE is a glorious City in the Sea. The Sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the Sea, Invisible; and from the land we went, As to a floating City — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream, So smoothly, silently...
Sida 169 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates! The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible: and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets, as in a dream...