Bonnie JeannieLondon; Norwich [printed 1881], 1881 - 167 oldal |
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Mary Onley. V 114 ENCA FESE .6 BY MARY ONLEY , Author of " Carry your Parcel. ' With the gentlest touch possible , and still with soothing words , Janet laid her hand on the bridle . " Page 80 . I. THE MOTHER AT THE HOME FARM II . THE.
Mary Onley. V 114 ENCA FESE .6 BY MARY ONLEY , Author of " Carry your Parcel. ' With the gentlest touch possible , and still with soothing words , Janet laid her hand on the bridle . " Page 80 . I. THE MOTHER AT THE HOME FARM II . THE.
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... lay thick upon the ground , and the weather was so bitterly cold that all our live stock was penned in . The father ' had gone out with his dog and lantern to see for himself that the beasts were properly fed and folded for the night ...
... lay thick upon the ground , and the weather was so bitterly cold that all our live stock was penned in . The father ' had gone out with his dog and lantern to see for himself that the beasts were properly fed and folded for the night ...
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... laid my ear against the glass and listened intently . There was a confused murmur of voices ; and now and then , a sudden cry seemed to rise out of the commotion . The place was not built upon then , as it is now ; ours was the nearest ...
... laid my ear against the glass and listened intently . There was a confused murmur of voices ; and now and then , a sudden cry seemed to rise out of the commotion . The place was not built upon then , as it is now ; ours was the nearest ...
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... lay her child on my bosom , and soothe and sing it to sleep . Who can tell ? At any rate , the Father of the fatherless who sent me the darling sees , and that is better than all ; for is she not one of His ' little ones ' ? Yes ; I am ...
... lay her child on my bosom , and soothe and sing it to sleep . Who can tell ? At any rate , the Father of the fatherless who sent me the darling sees , and that is better than all ; for is she not one of His ' little ones ' ? Yes ; I am ...
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... lay aboot her . Then they lifted her tenderly , and got her away to the doctor's house , and shortly she died . That was the day before our own bairn went . An ' when I saw the puir mither afterwards , I bent me doon and kissed the cold ...
... lay aboot her . Then they lifted her tenderly , and got her away to the doctor's house , and shortly she died . That was the day before our own bairn went . An ' when I saw the puir mither afterwards , I bent me doon and kissed the cold ...
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74. oldal - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part ; For the gods see everywhere.
162. oldal - There are in this loud stunning tide Of human care and crime, With whom the melodies abide Of the everlasting chime ; Who carry music in their heart Through dusky lane and wrangling mart, Plying their daily task with busier feet, Because their secret souls a holy strain repeat.
149. oldal - Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment ; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
42. oldal - Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth, In thy heart the dew of youth, On thy lips the smile of truth. O, that dew, like balm, shall steal Into wounds, that cannot heal, Even as sleep our eyes doth seal ; And that smile, like sunshine, dart Into many a sunless heart, For a smile of God thou art.
20. oldal - Rain falls, suns rise and set, Earth whirls, and all but to prosper A poor little violet. This child is not mine as the first was, I cannot sing it to rest, I cannot lift it up fatherly And...
132. oldal - There were ninety and nine that safely lay In the shelter of the fold, But one was out on the hills away, Far off from the gates of gold — Away on the mountains wild and bare, Away from the tender Shepherd's care. " Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine ; Are they not enough for Thee ? " But the Shepherd made answer—" This of mine Has wandered away from Me ; And although the road be rough and steep, I go to the desert to find My sheep.
144. oldal - Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way, But to act that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.
28. oldal - She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule.
163. oldal - AS helpless as a child who clings £\ Fast to his father's arm, And casts his weakness on the strength That keeps him safe from harm ; So I, my Father, cling to Thee, And thus I every hour Would link my earthly feebleness To Thine almighty power.
77. oldal - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.