The Ladies' Garland, 6. kötetJ. Libby, 1842 Includes work by Mrs. M.E.L. of New York, Mrs. M.L. Gardiner, L.H. Sigourney, and H.B. Stowe. |
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12. oldal
... voice and manner , so unusual , so supernatural , convinced me that he must be right . I paused , not attempting to reply , for I felt it was wrong to endeavor to persuade him to believe that he must re- main on earth , when the glory ...
... voice and manner , so unusual , so supernatural , convinced me that he must be right . I paused , not attempting to reply , for I felt it was wrong to endeavor to persuade him to believe that he must re- main on earth , when the glory ...
14. oldal
... voice , I left my early home - I left happiness . " My parents were not so circumstanced as to be able to give me a liberal education , " How we came there , we could not say . but a childless uncle , by my mother's side , We had ...
... voice , I left my early home - I left happiness . " My parents were not so circumstanced as to be able to give me a liberal education , " How we came there , we could not say . but a childless uncle , by my mother's side , We had ...
15. oldal
... voice , like the echo of distant mu- sic , filled my ear and soul with ecstacy . For three long years , I lived a life of mingled hope and despair . There were many rea- sons at that time , when Europe was so un- settled , of accounting ...
... voice , like the echo of distant mu- sic , filled my ear and soul with ecstacy . For three long years , I lived a life of mingled hope and despair . There were many rea- sons at that time , when Europe was so un- settled , of accounting ...
16. oldal
... voice of smothered and al- apologize , and say that Mrs. R- could most wild anguish , Can you - will you- not be seen then . She thanked me greatly will you forgive ? Oh , Charles ! speak , and for my trouble , saying , But the poor ...
... voice of smothered and al- apologize , and say that Mrs. R- could most wild anguish , Can you - will you- not be seen then . She thanked me greatly will you forgive ? Oh , Charles ! speak , and for my trouble , saying , But the poor ...
18. oldal
... voice ; and , above all , the deep , whispering , subdued tones of the voice of widow Gray , seemed to impress me with the belief that this was the hour of death - Na- ture seems to sympathise with the dying , and hallow that hour ...
... voice ; and , above all , the deep , whispering , subdued tones of the voice of widow Gray , seemed to impress me with the belief that this was the hour of death - Na- ture seems to sympathise with the dying , and hallow that hour ...
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283. oldal - But godliness with contentment is great gain. For we brought nothing into this world, and it is certain we can carry nothing out. And having food and raiment let us be therewith content. But they that will be rich fall into temptation and a snare, and into many foolish and hurtful lusts, which drown men in destruction and perdition. For the love of money is the root of all evil : which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.
65. oldal - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
68. oldal - A breath, a touch like this hath shaken. And ruder words will soon rush in To spread the breach that words begin ; And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day ; And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said ; Till fast declining, one by one, The sweetnesses of love are gone...
345. oldal - When Jesus therefore saw her weeping, and the Jews also weeping which came with her, he groaned in the spirit, and was troubled, and said, Where have ye laid him? They said unto him, Lord, come and see.
266. oldal - The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes; That soul, though all hell should endeavor to shake, I'll never, no never, no never forsake!
215. oldal - THOU art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from Thee : Where'er we turn, Thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are Thine.
287. oldal - Now when the sun was setting, all they that had any sick with divers diseases brought them unto him; and he laid his hands on every one of them, and healed them.
101. oldal - To excel them all in love ; we'd read no books That were not tales of love — that we might smile To think how poorly eloquence of words Translates the poetry of hearts like ours ! And when night came, amidst the breathless Heavens We'd guess what star should be our home when love Becomes immortal ; while the perfumed light Stole through the mists of alabaster lamps, And every air was heavy with the sighs Of orange groves and music from sweet lutes, And murmurs of low fountains that gush forth I'...
101. oldal - A palace lifting to eternal summer Its marble walls, from out a glossy bower Of coolest foliage musical with birds, Whose songs should syllable thy name! At noon We'd sit beneath the arching vines, and wonder Why Earth could be unhappy, while the Heavens Still left us youth and love!
57. oldal - The trunks of the old trees are covered with the names of travellers and other persons who have visited them ; I saw a date of the seventeenth century. The trunks of the oldest trees seem to be quite dead ; the wood is of a grey tint.