The Ladies' Repository, Volume 20L. Swormstedt and J.H. Power, 1860 |
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... learned it , and when the agony was past have blessed God for so teaching them . The tribulation has come upon us , we can not escape that ; it is real , terribly real ; now which shall it work for us , patience or despair ? " " Perhaps ...
... learned it , and when the agony was past have blessed God for so teaching them . The tribulation has come upon us , we can not escape that ; it is real , terribly real ; now which shall it work for us , patience or despair ? " " Perhaps ...
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... learned first to look upon him as a true friend and brother , and then to love him with all the passionate devotion of one whose love flowed in but one channel , to but one object . " I learned to love the world again because he lived ...
... learned first to look upon him as a true friend and brother , and then to love him with all the passionate devotion of one whose love flowed in but one channel , to but one object . " I learned to love the world again because he lived ...
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... learned the warrior's business in Oldrado Lampugnano's band of Con- dottieri , and her spirit and courage soon elevated her to a post of command . She loved the sol- dier's life , and continued in it , painting the while , for thirty ...
... learned the warrior's business in Oldrado Lampugnano's band of Con- dottieri , and her spirit and courage soon elevated her to a post of command . She loved the sol- dier's life , and continued in it , painting the while , for thirty ...
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... learned his secret of giving proportion and unity to many figures and the difficult art of foreshortening ; then , after copying his pictures , she could say , " I , too , am an artist . " She chose the kind of painting suited to her ...
... learned his secret of giving proportion and unity to many figures and the difficult art of foreshortening ; then , after copying his pictures , she could say , " I , too , am an artist . " She chose the kind of painting suited to her ...
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... be read . Huge book - cases leaned against the wall , in which Latin lexicons and worn Greek books stood next to Scott's novels , and Jeremy deepened into fear after . The more she learned of BETTY MILLS'S GRAND MATCH 41.
... be read . Huge book - cases leaned against the wall , in which Latin lexicons and worn Greek books stood next to Scott's novels , and Jeremy deepened into fear after . The more she learned of BETTY MILLS'S GRAND MATCH 41.
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Page 119 - Behold, as the eyes of servants look unto the hand of their masters, and as the eyes of a maiden unto the hand of her mistress; so our eyes wait upon the LORD our God, until that he have mercy upon us.
Page 482 - ... our pride, and four times as much by our folly, and from these taxes the commissioners cannot ease or deliver us by allowing an abatement. However, let us hearken to good advice and something may be done for us ; God helps them that help themselves, as Poor Richard says.
Page 482 - Sloth, like rust, consumes faster than labor wears ; while the used key is always bright, as Poor Richard says. But dost thou love life, then do not squander time, for that is the stuff life is made of, as Poor Richard says.
Page 365 - The graces taught in the schools, the costly ornaments, and studied contrivances of speech, shock and disgust men, when their own lives, and the fate of their wives, their children, and their country, hang on the decision of the hour. Then words have lost their power, rhetoric is vain, and all elaborate oratory contemptible.
Page 121 - And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you ; depart from me, ye that work iniquity. Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock : and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the wind? blew and beat upon that house ; and it fell not : for it was founded upon a rock.
Page 116 - ABOU BEN ADHEM (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?
Page 116 - And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel writing in a book of gold: Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold. And to the presence in the room he said, 'What writest thou?' - The vision raised its head, And with a look made of all sweet accord. Answered, 'The names of those who love the Lord.
Page 119 - Write ye also for the Jews, as it liketh you, in the king's name, and seal it with the king's ring ; for the writing which is written in the king's name, and sealed with the king's ring, may no man reverse.
Page 169 - THERE is a glorious City in the Sea. The Sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing ; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates. The path lies o'er the Sea, Invisible; and from the land we went, As to a floating City — steering in, And gliding up her streets as in a dream, So smoothly, silently...
Page 169 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt sea-weed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates! The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible: and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets, as in a dream...