Arthur's Home Magazine, 39-40. kötet

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T.S. Arthur and Son., 1872
 

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291. oldal - ... now out, with a deal of state, in a figure of eight, without pipe or string, or any such thing; and now I have writ, in a rhyming fit, what will make you dance, and as you advance, will keep you still, though against your will, dancing away, alert and gay, till you come to an end of what I have...
42. oldal - And Lot lifted up his eyes, and beheld all the plain of Jordan, that it was well watered every where, before the LORD destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah, even as the garden of the LORD, like the land of Egypt, as thou comest unto Zoar.
155. oldal - Lo, I am with you always, to the end of the world,' — and they carry the same implication.
122. oldal - Know'et thon the land which lovers ought to choose ) Like blessings there descend the sparkling dews ; In gleaming streams the crystal rivers run, The purple vintage clusters in the sun ; Odors of flowers haunt the balmy breeze, Rich fruits hang high upon the vernant trees ; And vivid blossoms gem the shady groves, Where bright-plumed birds discourse their careless loves.
235. oldal - Not as a child shall we again behold her For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her. She will not be a child ; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion. Clothed with celestial grace; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.
153. oldal - Lord, nor faint when thou art rebuked of him : for whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth. If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons ; for what son is he whom the father chasteneth not ? But if ye be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then are ye bastards, and not sons.
49. oldal - T'HE earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. For he hath founded it upon the seas, and established it upon the floods. Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? or who shall stand in his holy place?
318. oldal - We shape ourselves the joy or fear Of which the coming life is made, And fill our Future's atmosphere With sunshine or with shade. The tissue of the Life to be We weave with colors all our own, And in the field of Destiny We reap as we have sown. Still shall the soul around it call The shadows which it gathered here, And painted on the eternal wall The Past shall reappear.
121. oldal - Every man is the builder of a temple, called his body, to the god he worships, < after a style purely his own, nor can he get off by hammering marble instead. We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and blood and bones. Any nobleness begins at once to refine a man's features, any meanness or sensuality to imbrute them.
282. oldal - Therefore, whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, who built his house upon a rock : and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house, and it fell not ; for it was founded upon a rock.

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