Sketches of My School-matesCarlton & Phillips, Sunday School Union, 200 Mulberry-Street, 1856 - 114 pages |
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... sweet New - England homes , which ever smile forth so in- vitingly from their sylvan retreats ; while winding far along by the western sky the quiet Merrimac , like a silver thread , pursues its way through rural haunt or dusty city ...
... sweet New - England homes , which ever smile forth so in- vitingly from their sylvan retreats ; while winding far along by the western sky the quiet Merrimac , like a silver thread , pursues its way through rural haunt or dusty city ...
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... sweet - scented clover bloom- ing up to its very threshold - an ideal of rural simplicity and peace . On its western side the apple - trees stand close by the window , and at the eastern cor- ner stands a large butternut - tree , which ...
... sweet - scented clover bloom- ing up to its very threshold - an ideal of rural simplicity and peace . On its western side the apple - trees stand close by the window , and at the eastern cor- ner stands a large butternut - tree , which ...
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... sweet flowers with which her brothers had arranged her room . Peaceful and happy were the hours of that last , still night . She had done with earth . Even the shadow of a desire to tarry had vanished ; and she waited the summons of the ...
... sweet flowers with which her brothers had arranged her room . Peaceful and happy were the hours of that last , still night . She had done with earth . Even the shadow of a desire to tarry had vanished ; and she waited the summons of the ...
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... sweet to the taste . The effect of this reading was not to undermine the up- rightness and purity of her mind ; for no works of a demoralizing nature came within her reach ; and had they her sense of moral purity and goodness would have ...
... sweet to the taste . The effect of this reading was not to undermine the up- rightness and purity of her mind ; for no works of a demoralizing nature came within her reach ; and had they her sense of moral purity and goodness would have ...
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... Sweet promptings unto kindest deeds , Were in her very look ; We read her face as one who reads A true and holy book.-J. G. WHITTIER . IN the subject of this sketch we have a living , lovely example , of the power of religion to mold ...
... Sweet promptings unto kindest deeds , Were in her very look ; We read her face as one who reads A true and holy book.-J. G. WHITTIER . IN the subject of this sketch we have a living , lovely example , of the power of religion to mold ...
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Page 102 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Page 108 - Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears, There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years — And all that life is love.
Page 40 - HAPPY day that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad.
Page 103 - It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. "My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The Reaper said, and smiled; "Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child. "They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints, upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
Page 93 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Page 93 - ... the joyous hearth ; Night, for the dreams of sleep, the voice of prayer ; But all for thee, thou Mightiest of the earth. The banquet hath its hour, Its feverish hour, of mirth, and song, and wine ; There comes a day for grief's o'erwhelming power, A time for softer tears— but all are thine. Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee — but thou art not of those That wait the ripen'd bloom to seize their prey.
Page 93 - And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O death! We know when moons shall wane, When summer birds from far shall cross the sea, When autumn's hue shall tinge the golden grain — But who shall teach us when to look for thee?
Page 102 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. My Lord has need of these flowerets gay, The Reaper said, and smiled : Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
Page 60 - Israel, Fear not : for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name ; thou art mine. When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee ; . and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee : when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned ; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. For I am the Lord thy God, the Holy One of Israel, thy Saviour...
Page 32 - Henceforth, oh, world, no more of thy desires ! No more of hope ! the wanton vagrant Hope ! I abjure all. — Now other cares engross me, And my tired soul, with emulative haste, Looks to its God, and prunes its wings for Heaven.