Sunshine, conducted by W.M. Whittemore [and others].

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William Meynell Whittemore
1875
 

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Page 150 - Nothing in my hand I bring, Simply to Thy cross I cling; ' Naked, come to Thee for dress, Helpless, look to Thee for grace; Foul, I to the fountain fly; Wash me, Saviour, or I die.
Page 128 - I heard the voice of JESUS say, ' Come unto me and rest ; Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast.' I came to JESUS as I was — Weary, and worn, and sad ; I found in Him a resting-place, And He has made me glad. I heard the voice of JESUS say, ' Behold I freely give The living water — thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live.
Page 166 - ... was drawn to an article in the paper he had just laid aside, and giving the boy some sweetmeats, he entered into an earnest political discussion with another gentleman by his side. At first, it seemed they only sought amusement, and jokes and laughter were frequently intermingled with argument. But the contest gradually waxed stronger, until at length jokes were exchanged for profanity. The boy had been very happy with his new friend, but when the first profane word was uttered, he looked up...
Page 135 - Water!' replied Mahomet, bethinking himself of the panting heats of the desert. 'Dig a well for her, and give water to the thirsty.
Page 160 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew.
Page 48 - And sweeter sings the linnet from the thorn: The skylark warbles in a tone less shrill. Hail, light serene! hail, sacred Sabbath morn! The rooks float silent by in airy drove; The sun a placid yellow lustre throws; The gales that lately sighed along the grove Have hushed their downy wings in dead repose The hovering rack of clouds forgets to move, — So smiled that day when the first morn arose!
Page 166 - Well," continued he, as the mother pressed her son to her bosom, and bowed her head to hide the tears which were starting in her own eyes, " come back and sit with me, and I promise you I will never swear again.
Page 166 - The child looked up for his mother's consent, and then joyfully sprang to the seat so kindly offered. For some few moments the gentleman amused himself by asking the child all manner of questions, drawing out his curious ideas, and listening with satisfaction to his artless replies. Soon, however, his attention was drawn to an article in the paper...
Page 175 - I am quite willing, Richard ; only you must not be asking all the ladies who come here to see you for money : you know that would not be pretty.
Page 166 - asked the child earnestly ; " then I shall love you very much indeed." Saying this, he allowed the gentleman again to place him on his knee; but it was quite plain to be seen he did not go back with the joyfulness with which he had at first taken the seat. The gentleman saw this. He felt that he had lowered himself in the estimation of that innocent and noble-minded boy.

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