 | 1854 - 608 oldal
...on long years of pleasure here, Is quite unfurnish'd for that world to come! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her...avenue, and shrieks for help, But shrieks in vain 1 How wishfully she looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers! A little longer, yet a little longer,... | |
 | Morton Rae - 1854 - 394 oldal
...on long years of pleasure here, Is quite unfurnished for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her...avenue, and shrieks for help, But shrieks in vain !" TEN years passed away: no change was visible in Lady Christina Calder's household. She and Mrs.... | |
 | William Holmes - 1854 - 432 oldal
...pleafures here, Is quite unfurnimed for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic foul Raves round the walls of her clay tenement ; Runs to each avenue, and fhrieks for help, But Ihrieks in vain ! How wifhfully fhe looks On all fhe's leaving, now no longer... | |
 | William Holmes - 1854 - 430 oldal
...pleafures here, Is quite unfurnifhed for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic foul Raves round the walls of her clay tenement | Runs to each avenue, and fhrieks for help, But fhrieks in vain ! How wifhfully fhe looks On all fhe's leaving, now no longer... | |
 | 1854 - 606 oldal
...on long years of pleasure here, Is quite unfurnish'd for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her clay tenement, Euns to each avenue, and shrieks for help, But shrieks in vain! How wishfully she looks On all she's... | |
 | Robert Hare - 1855 - 484 oldal
...shocking must thy summons be, 0 death ! To him.— In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Eaves round the walls of her clay tenement; Runs to each...longer hers! A little longer; yet a little longer; Oh ! might she stay to wash away her stains; And fit her for her passage! Mournful sight I Her very... | |
 | Charles Buck - 1855 - 310 oldal
...to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the wall of her clay tenement, Kuns to each avenue, and shrieks for help, But shrieks...looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers ! A h'ttle longer — yet a little longer : — Mournful sight! Her eyes weep blood, and every groan She... | |
 | James Hervey - 1855 - 412 oldal
...in every pulse, and innumerable darts of agony transfixing their conscience. In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her...avenue ; and shrieks for help, But shrieks in vain 1 How wishfully she lookt On all she's leaving, now no longer her'sl A little longer, yet a little... | |
 | 1855 - 172 oldal
...THE BODY OF MAN. THE body is the habitation of the soul. The old Saxons called it the soul's house. Raves round the walls of her clay tenement, Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help." BLAIR. What is said of the body of man ? BODY, that is fixed; the frame of an FRAME, joined; the skeleton... | |
 | Robert Hare - 1855 - 556 oldal
...0 death ! To him. — In that dread moment, hew the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her clny tenement; Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help ; But shrieks in yain ! How wishfully she looki On all she's leaving, now no longer hers ! A little longer; yet a little... | |
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How shocking must thy summons be, O Death ! To him that is at ease in his possessions ; Who, counting on long years of pleasure here, Is quite unfurnish'd for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her... 
