Katie Johnstone's Cross: A Canadian TaleJ. Campbell, 1870 - 207 oldal |
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... thought ! For God , through ways they have not known , Will lead His own ! " HE half - golden , half - rosy glow of the early winter morning was just beginning to brighten up the village of Lynford , and show against the clear frosty ...
... thought ! For God , through ways they have not known , Will lead His own ! " HE half - golden , half - rosy glow of the early winter morning was just beginning to brighten up the village of Lynford , and show against the clear frosty ...
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... thought was , however , interrupted by the scraping of little paws against her dress , which made her aware that her pet dog , Jet , had escaped from Martha's watchful morn- ing supervision , and was demonstrating his delight at hav ...
... thought was , however , interrupted by the scraping of little paws against her dress , which made her aware that her pet dog , Jet , had escaped from Martha's watchful morn- ing supervision , and was demonstrating his delight at hav ...
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... thought that , had she been in her place , she would have been generous enough to confess it , even though it were to her own disadvantage . Perhaps in this Katie was wrong ; it is not always easy to place ourselves in the position of ...
... thought that , had she been in her place , she would have been generous enough to confess it , even though it were to her own disadvantage . Perhaps in this Katie was wrong ; it is not always easy to place ourselves in the position of ...
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... pets of little girls especi- ally . Several times had Jet been in deadly peril from the ferocious terrier - at least so Katie thought ; though it is probable that even Jim's love of mischief would 7 WHAT A DAY MAY BRING FORTH .
... pets of little girls especi- ally . Several times had Jet been in deadly peril from the ferocious terrier - at least so Katie thought ; though it is probable that even Jim's love of mischief would 7 WHAT A DAY MAY BRING FORTH .
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... thought of the sorrow which its death would occasion came into his mind . It touched him a great deal more than the accident to Katie herself , who , he knew , had not been killed or run over , " and therefore would , he supposed be all ...
... thought of the sorrow which its death would occasion came into his mind . It touched him a great deal more than the accident to Katie herself , who , he knew , had not been killed or run over , " and therefore would , he supposed be all ...
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afternoon Arthur asked Katie beautiful better Bible bright Caroline Christ Christian Church of England Clara Winstanley comfort Covenanters deal dear delight doctor Dr Elliott Duncan early earnest Egan enjoy excited eyes faithless father feared feel girls give glad happy hard heart Helen Grey hope interest Jim Egan Jim's Johnstone Johnstone's Katie felt Katie thought Katie's kind lassie lessons listen look Lynford mamma Martha mind Miss Fleming Miss Fleming's Miss Grey Miss Katie morning mother Ned's never pain papa Pine Grove pleasant pleasure poor Katie pretty prize quiet realise replied Helen rience Roman Catholic Church Russell scarcely seemed smiling soon stay sure Sweet day sweet fern talk tell things tired told tone trouble verandah village walk watch wind wish wonder young young rascal
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191. oldal - If thou shouldst never see my face again, Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend?
191. oldal - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go — (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd happy, fair with orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
40. oldal - Lord of my heart, by Thy last cry, Let not Thy blood on earth be spent ! Lo, at Thy feet I fainting lie, Mine eyes upon Thy wounds are bent, Upon Thy streaming wounds my weary eyes Wait like the parched earth on April skies. Wash me, and dry these bitter tears, O let my heart no further roam, 'Tis Thine by vows and hopes and fears Long since — O call Thy wanderer home ; To that dear home, safe in Thy wounded side, Where only broken hearts their sin and shame may hide.
191. oldal - More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day. For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain, If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God.
191. oldal - The old order changeth, yielding place to new, And God fulfils Himself in many ways, Lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
63. oldal - A servant with this clause makes drudgery divine; who sweeps a room, as for thy laws, makes that and the action fine.
191. oldal - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull...
54. oldal - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know ; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
56. oldal - Wherever in the world I am, In whatsoe'er estate, I have a fellowship with hearts To keep and cultivate, And a work of lowly love to do, For the Lord on whom I wait...
20. oldal - SOURCE of my life's refreshing springs, Whose presence in my heart sustains me, Thy love appoints me pleasant things, Thy mercy orders all that pains me. If loving hearts were never lonely, If all they wish might always be, Accepting what they look for only, They might be glad, but not in thee.