The fortunes of Cyril Denham, 327. kötet |
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45. oldal
... Monkswood , as Mrs. Denham's resi- dence was called . At length , when Cyril was getting very angry , an old man — the sole male servitor of that once stately house - came hobbling up the great flagged walk , muttering to himself about ...
... Monkswood , as Mrs. Denham's resi- dence was called . At length , when Cyril was getting very angry , an old man — the sole male servitor of that once stately house - came hobbling up the great flagged walk , muttering to himself about ...
48. oldal
... Monks- wood ? The solution to this mystery was very simple , Sally was a Christian ; and that peace which the world giveth not was hers , and nothing could de- stroy it . Once she had been as miserable as a human creature can be ; she ...
... Monks- wood ? The solution to this mystery was very simple , Sally was a Christian ; and that peace which the world giveth not was hers , and nothing could de- stroy it . Once she had been as miserable as a human creature can be ; she ...
50. oldal
... Monkswood was a veritable Denham , and in no wise the inheritor of the grim majesty of his mother's dark - haired , dark- browed race . There was one portrait which Cyril strikingly resembled , that of a fine young cavalier , with ...
... Monkswood was a veritable Denham , and in no wise the inheritor of the grim majesty of his mother's dark - haired , dark- browed race . There was one portrait which Cyril strikingly resembled , that of a fine young cavalier , with ...
51. oldal
... Monkswood seemed depressing , -I , for my part , always felt as if I had travelled into the far north , into the regions of icebergs and eternal snow , whenever I found myself a guest within those venerable walls ; and Elizabeth was ...
... Monkswood seemed depressing , -I , for my part , always felt as if I had travelled into the far north , into the regions of icebergs and eternal snow , whenever I found myself a guest within those venerable walls ; and Elizabeth was ...
52. oldal
... Monkswood Denhams , passed away for ever ; and misfortune seemed to become the lineal inheritance of our luck- less race . " " It was God's judgment on a godless family , who had disobeyed His laws , " said Mrs. Denham , sternly . " The ...
... Monkswood Denhams , passed away for ever ; and misfortune seemed to become the lineal inheritance of our luck- less race . " " It was God's judgment on a godless family , who had disobeyed His laws , " said Mrs. Denham , sternly . " The ...
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15. oldal - She openeth her mouth with wisdom ; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
15. oldal - Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies. The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil. She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life. She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands. She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar.
404. oldal - Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel with smile or frown; With that wild wheel we go not up or down; Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great. " Smile and we smile, the lords of many lands; Frown and we smile, the lords of our own hands ; For man is man and master of hi» fate. " Turn, turn thy wheel above the staring crowd ; Thy wheel and thou are shadows in the cloud ; Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate.
261. oldal - For my heart was hot and restless, And my life was full of care, And the burden laid upon me Seemed greater than I could bear. But now it has fallen from me, It is buried in the sea; And only the sorrow of others Throws its shadow over me.
52. oldal - The soul that sinneth it shall die. The son shall not bear the iniquity of the father, neither shall the father bear the iniquity of the son.
52. oldal - ... you shall not bow down to them or serve them; for I the Lord your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children to the third and fourth generation...
39. oldal - I falter where I firmly trod, And falling with my weight of cares Upon the great world's altar-stairs That slope thro' darkness up to God, I stretch lame hands of faith, and grope, And gather dust and chaff, and call To what I feel is Lord of all, And faintly trust the larger hope.
225. oldal - There methinks would be enjoyment more than in this march of mind, In the steamship, in the railway, in the thoughts that shake mankind. There the passions cramp'd no longer shall have scope and breathing-space ; I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
210. oldal - She passed through many trials of a temporal nature, but she was comforted of her God through them all ; and at last was put in possession of an eternal treasure in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, nor thieves break through and steal.
14. oldal - God keeps a niche In Heaven to hold our idols ; and albeit He brake them to our faces and denied That our close kisses should impair their white, I know we shall behold them raised, complete, The dust swept from their beauty, — glorified New Memnons singing in the great God-light.