The fortunes of Cyril Denham, 327. kötet |
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22. oldal
... woman's stock- ings were , provided her petticoats were long enough to cover them . " " Mrs. Hannah More was a horror ! as for Miss Stodart , I wish she had never been born ; they made me read her ' Every - day Duties , ' at Kensington ...
... woman's stock- ings were , provided her petticoats were long enough to cover them . " " Mrs. Hannah More was a horror ! as for Miss Stodart , I wish she had never been born ; they made me read her ' Every - day Duties , ' at Kensington ...
25. oldal
... woman ; ” and yet , when I come to think of it , such a term is scarcely adequate ; she is " sweet , " decidedly , and— something more . That grave , quiet face of hers , so rarely lighted by a smile , is never gloomy , never otherwise ...
... woman ; ” and yet , when I come to think of it , such a term is scarcely adequate ; she is " sweet , " decidedly , and— something more . That grave , quiet face of hers , so rarely lighted by a smile , is never gloomy , never otherwise ...
26. oldal
... woman in the parish . I don't see the use of poring over books . " " Not of poring . But books generally , good books— think what we should be without them ! " " Oh , of course , books are indispensable . But do you ever read stories ...
... woman in the parish . I don't see the use of poring over books . " " Not of poring . But books generally , good books— think what we should be without them ! " " Oh , of course , books are indispensable . But do you ever read stories ...
28. oldal
... woman ; she prefers a ramble , or the pony- carriage . About Miss Anstruther I have little to ob- serve . She is only eight - and - twenty , her cousin tells me : I thought she must be thirty - five . In the grave serenity of her face ...
... woman ; she prefers a ramble , or the pony- carriage . About Miss Anstruther I have little to ob- serve . She is only eight - and - twenty , her cousin tells me : I thought she must be thirty - five . In the grave serenity of her face ...
38. oldal
... ing shadow ? We had another talk to - day - Cyril Denham and I -I cannot help calling him so , for only the servants say Mr. Denham . He seems to seek counsel from me , and like a true woman I give him 38 THE FORTUNES OF CYRIL DENHAM .
... ing shadow ? We had another talk to - day - Cyril Denham and I -I cannot help calling him so , for only the servants say Mr. Denham . He seems to seek counsel from me , and like a true woman I give him 38 THE FORTUNES OF CYRIL DENHAM .
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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.