The Ladies' Repository, Volym 20L. Swormstedt and J.H. Power, 1860 |
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... 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 many a poor suf- ferer who was deserted even by near friends , and , after a time ...
... 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 many a poor suf- ferer who was deserted even by near friends , and , after a time ...
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... thought , but every thing what we thought of ourselves , in view of the great truths of life and immortality . As daughters , wives , mothers , and members of society , let us then be found firmly on the side of the right , with the ...
... thought , but every thing what we thought of ourselves , in view of the great truths of life and immortality . As daughters , wives , mothers , and members of society , let us then be found firmly on the side of the right , with the ...
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... thought a suitable person for administering consolation to others . I add that they were wholly unacquainted with each other lest you might think that the one was drawn into these temptations through the influ- ence of the other . Both ...
... thought a suitable person for administering consolation to others . I add that they were wholly unacquainted with each other lest you might think that the one was drawn into these temptations through the influ- ence of the other . Both ...
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... thought occurred to him that the deathly plague might demand one of his own , or , perhaps , himself as a victim . It was to the same intimate friend of whom we have already spoken that he opened his heart , and wrote as follows ...
... thought occurred to him that the deathly plague might demand one of his own , or , perhaps , himself as a victim . It was to the same intimate friend of whom we have already spoken that he opened his heart , and wrote as follows ...
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... thought and sad- ness unshared by his wife , who was alternately his plaything and his slave . He toyed with her for an hour , and then required her care for all of his physical wants . She knew she was no companion for her husband ...
... thought and sad- ness unshared by his wife , who was alternately his plaything and his slave . He toyed with her for an hour , and then required her care for all of his physical wants . She knew she was no companion for her husband ...
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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...