Bonnie JeannieLondon; Norwich [printed 1881], 1881 - 167 pages |
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... turned with a lingering look of pleasure and admiration toward the " Home Farm . " Its quaint gables , latticed windows , bordered with green trellis , for the benefit of the creeping plants , its spreading vine - the safe place where ...
... turned with a lingering look of pleasure and admiration toward the " Home Farm . " Its quaint gables , latticed windows , bordered with green trellis , for the benefit of the creeping plants , its spreading vine - the safe place where ...
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... turned his head to take an observation of the person addressed by his master . 66 Then , ' vicious , " as some persons called him , he whinnied an affectionate salutation , and rubbed his long nose against Janet's shoulder , as she ...
... turned his head to take an observation of the person addressed by his master . 66 Then , ' vicious , " as some persons called him , he whinnied an affectionate salutation , and rubbed his long nose against Janet's shoulder , as she ...
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... the cow- house and stables , and had heard the wind howl- ing and whistling around the house , my heart felt a sharp pang for the poor beasties ; and when I spoke of it to the father , ' it turned THE BABY WAIF , JANET . 21.
... the cow- house and stables , and had heard the wind howl- ing and whistling around the house , my heart felt a sharp pang for the poor beasties ; and when I spoke of it to the father , ' it turned THE BABY WAIF , JANET . 21.
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... turned out that she was not . " I watched the baby's restless movements , and the convulsive twitching of her tiny hands till my heart ached . It seemed to me that she must be suffering greatly , and , after all , I began to think that ...
... turned out that she was not . " I watched the baby's restless movements , and the convulsive twitching of her tiny hands till my heart ached . It seemed to me that she must be suffering greatly , and , after all , I began to think that ...
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... be so ! ' " With that I darted to the room door to call my servant , and in my haste , touched the cradle with my foot , and woke my baby in a fright . She began to scream ; I turned and took her THE BABY WAIF , JANET . 23.
... be so ! ' " With that I darted to the room door to call my servant , and in my haste , touched the cradle with my foot , and woke my baby in a fright . She began to scream ; I turned and took her THE BABY WAIF , JANET . 23.
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Page 74 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part ; For the gods see everywhere.
Page 162 - 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.
Page 149 - 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.
Page 42 - 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.
Page 20 - 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...
Page 132 - 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.
Page 144 - Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way, But to act that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.
Page 28 - 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.
Page 163 - 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.
Page 77 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.