Home Life: What it Is, and what it Needs

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W. V. Spencer, 1864 - 180 oldal
 

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149. oldal - ... times of their privacy, forbid the access of all suitors. Prayer, meditation, reading, hearing, preaching, singing, good conference, are the businesses of this day ; which I dare not bestow on any work or pleasure but heavenly. I hate superstition on the one side, and looseness on the other : but I find it hard to offend in too much devotion ; easy, in profaneness. The whole week is ,sanctified by this day ; and, according to my care of this, is my blessing on the rest.
60. oldal - The happiness of life, on the contrary, is made up of minute fractions— the little, soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of playful raillery, and the countless other infinitesimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling. Kath. "Well, Sir; you have said quite enough to make me despair of finding a " John Anderson, my Jo, John...
xvii. oldal - ... being, for what we know, infinite) : but still we become familiar with the upper views, tastes, and tempers of our associates. And it is hardly in man to estimate justly what is familiar to him. In travelling along at night, as Hazlitt says, we catch a glimpse into cheerful-looking rooms with light blazing in them, and we conclude, involuntarily, how happy the inmates must be.
93. oldal - Look, the world's comforter, with weary gait, His day's hot task has ended in the west : The owl, night's herald, shrieks, — 'tis very late ; The sheep are gone to fold, birds to their nest ; And coal-hlack clouds that shadow heaven's light Do summon us to part, and bid good night.
72. oldal - that the fate of the child is always the work of his mother,' and the corroborations of it in the case of John Wesley, the Napier family, and many others — much remains to be said for the other side of the question, and examples, such as the second Pitt and the second Peel, may be urged to show that -not seldom it is from the male parent that ability, energy...
112. oldal - Where there is the ability and the taste, I regard music — as combining in happiest proportions instruction and pleasure — as standing at the head of the home evening enjoyments. What a never-failing resource have those homes which God has blessed with this gift ! How many pleasant family circles gather nightly about the piano, how many a home is vocal with the voice of song or psalm ! In other days, in how many village homes the father's viol led the domestic harmony, and sons with clarinet...
112. oldal - In other days, in how many village homes the father's viol led the domestic harmony, and sons with clarinet or flute or manly voice, and daughters sweetly and clearly filling in the intervals of sound, made a joyful noise ! There was then no piano, to the homes of this generation the great, the universal boon and comforter. One pauses and blesses it, as he hears it through the open farmhouse window, or detects its sweetness stealing out amid the jargons of the city, — an angel's benison upon...
42. oldal - And have women no disappointments ?" " Oh yes, Willoughby, plenty ! The mistress, when the Church has made her a wife, is as often, and as much, and more deceived. At the altar she imagines herself united to a man of warm affections, noble thoughts, and great protective power, one for whose head the church roof is scarcely holy cover enough ; but she finds herself at home instead of all this, to have married a craving body of wants ; shirts that want washing, hose that want mending, whims that want...
144. oldal - ... propensity to be at something, without the power to gratify it. I was not singular in my antipathy. The whole herd of us, great and small, learned and unlearned, were parties to it. We were utter antisabbatists ; gladly would we have repudiated the property of the long day so heavily bestowed upon us. Of all the painful inflictions of boyhood, I know hardly any worse than that of wading through the slough of Sunday.
113. oldal - ... upon a wilderness of discord, soothing the weary brain, lifting the troubled spirit, pouring fresh strength into the tired body, waking to worship, lulling to rest. Touched by the hand we love, a mother, sister, wife, — say, is it not a ministrant of love to child, to man, — a household deity, — now meeting our moods, answering to our needs, sinking to depths we cannot fathom, rising to heights we...

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