 If you have no power of giving: An arm of aid to the weak, A friendly hand to the friendless, Kind words, so short to speak, But whose echo is endless: The world is wide, — these things are small, They may be nothing, but they are All.  Everley [by miss Cornish]. - 378. oldalszerző: Cornish - 1855Teljes nézet - Információ erről a könyvről
 | Emma Sheppard - 1809 - 104 oldal
...day, and the eager anticipation of how many apples, &c., will fall to the share of each. To them " The world is wide, — these things are small ; They may be nothing; but they are all." I hear the loud ' whisper of joy run electrically through the line when they catch sight... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1838 - 238 oldal
...All. A sense of an earnest Will, To help the lowly-living, — And a terrible heart-thrill, If you' have no power of giving ; An arm of aid to the weak,...words, so short to speak, But whose echo is endless : MOMENTS. 97 The world is wide, these things are small, They may be nothing, but they are All. The... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1844 - 300 oldal
...All. A sense of an earnest Will To help the lowly-living, — And a terrible heart-thrill, If you' have no power of giving ; An arm of aid to the weak,...these things are small, They may be nothing, but they are All. The moment we think we have learnt The lore of the all-wise One, By which we could stand unburnt,... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1844 - 306 oldal
...All. A sense of an earnest Will To help the lowly-living, — And a terrible heart-thrill, If you' have no power of giving ; An arm of aid to the weak,...these things are small, They may be nothing, but they are All. The moment we think we have learnt The lore of the all-wise One, By which we could stand unburnt,... | |
 | 1874 - 898 oldal
...his heart. A sense of an earnest will, To help the lowly living, And a terrible heart-thrill If you have no power of giving : An arm of aid to the weak,...words, so short to speak, But whose echo is endless. Every one is acquainted with the song " 1 wandered by the brookside," which is a happy specimen of... | |
 | 1865 - 838 oldal
...SHALL THINGS. A sense of an earnest will To help the lowly livjng, And a terrible heart- thrill, If you have no power of giving ; An arm of aid to the weak, A friendly hand to the friendless. Kind words, eo short to speak. But whose echo is endless ; The world is wide ; these things are small ; They may... | |
 | 1844 - 1128 oldal
...selfishness, and learn to care for one another: already the temper is born among us which loves to lend — An arm of aid to the weak, A friendly hand to the friendless ; Kind wordi, so short to speak, But whose echo is endlew." This is the spirit of reform — this is the balm... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1845 - 602 oldal
...seems to unlock Treasures unknown as yet, And the bitter-sweet first shock, One can never forget; — The world is wide — these things are small — They may be nothing — but they are all.' — Poems of Many Years. We cannot, we must not, believe that the author of these fond lines... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, John Murray, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1845 - 614 oldal
...is entered By a light that is lit above, Where the God of Nature has centred The beauty of Love. — The world is wide — these things are small — They may be nothing— but they are all. ' A look that is telling a tale, Which looks alone dare tell ; When a check is no longer pale,... | |
 | 1846 - 302 oldal
...they are all. A sense of an earnest will To help the lowly living, And a terrible heart.thrill If you have no power of giving ; — An arm of aid to the...these things are small ; They may be nothing, but they are all. The moment we think we have learnt The love of the All-wise One, By which we could stand unburnt... | |
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