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Side 22
... spoke very seriously to him this morning , mother . " " Ah ! That alters the case , if you have courage to speak the truth to him . " Mrs. At that moment the door opened , and the curate of St. Solomon's was announced . Worboise was ...
... spoke very seriously to him this morning , mother . " " Ah ! That alters the case , if you have courage to speak the truth to him . " Mrs. At that moment the door opened , and the curate of St. Solomon's was announced . Worboise was ...
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... spoke , made notwithstanding no reply , and the curate went on . " There are so many souls that might be saved , if one were only in earnest , and so few years to do it in . We do not strive with God in prayer , Mrs. Worboise . We faint ...
... spoke , made notwithstanding no reply , and the curate went on . " There are so many souls that might be saved , if one were only in earnest , and so few years to do it in . We do not strive with God in prayer , Mrs. Worboise . We faint ...
Side 42
... spoke , and Mary , adjusting her white skirts and her white shoulders , began to sing the song with taste , and , what was more , with simplicity . Her voice was very pleasant to the ears of Thomas , warbling one of the songs of the man ...
... spoke , and Mary , adjusting her white skirts and her white shoulders , began to sing the song with taste , and , what was more , with simplicity . Her voice was very pleasant to the ears of Thomas , warbling one of the songs of the man ...
Side 50
... spoke to her , she started and rose . " So you're come home , Lucy , and searching the fire for a wishing - cap , as usual ! " said the old lady , cheerily . The girl did not reply , and she resumed , with a little change of tone- " I ...
... spoke to her , she started and rose . " So you're come home , Lucy , and searching the fire for a wishing - cap , as usual ! " said the old lady , cheerily . The girl did not reply , and she resumed , with a little change of tone- " I ...
Side 58
... spoke as she did , his counte- nance fell . He instantly removed his feet from the fender , glanced up at her face , saw that she was really indignant , and , missing the real reason of course , supposed that it was because he had been ...
... spoke as she did , his counte- nance fell . He instantly removed his feet from the fender , glanced up at her face , saw that she was really indignant , and , missing the real reason of course , supposed that it was because he had been ...
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Side 264 - ... like the birds of the air and the lilies of the field, without care.
Side 275 - And I brought him to thy disciples, and they could not cure him 17 Then Jesus answered and said, O faithless and perverse generation, how long shall I be with you? how long shall I suffer you? bring him hither to me. 18 And Jesus rebuked the devil; and he departed out of him: and the child was cured from that very hour.
Side 255 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Side 136 - I should like much better to stay here a while," said Lucy, half vexed and a little offended. But Thomas did not heed her. He led the way up Oxford Street. She had dropped his arm, and now walked by his side. " A nice lover to have ! " I think I hear some of my girl-readers say. But he was not so bad as this always, or even gentle-tempered Lucy would have quarrelled with him, if it had been only for the sake of getting rid of him. The weight of yesterday was upon him. — And while they were walking...
Side 245 - Over the arches let there be an entire hedge of some four foot high, framed also upon carpenter's work ; and upon the upper hedge, over every arch a little turret, with a belly enough to receive a cage of birds : and over every space between the arches some other little figure, with broad plates of round coloured glass gilt for the sun to play upon.
Side 216 - She did not torment her soul, her nights were not sleepless with the fear that her boy should be unlike Christ, that he might do that which was mean, selfish, dishonest, cowardly, vile, but with the fear that he was or might be doomed to an eternal suffering.
Side 283 - ... and would never have been what it was, in rapport always with the facts of nature and life, if it had been only a feminine response to his. Men like women to reflect them, no doubt ; but the woman who can only reflect a man, and is nothing in herself, will never be of much service to him.
Side 234 - Just accord all music makes ; In thee just accord excelleth, Where each part in such peace dwelleth, One of other beauty takes. Since, then, truth to all minds telleth That in thee lives harmony, Heart and soul do sing in me. O...
Side 7 - I've got it ? But that's not the point. It's the trowsers. When I feel miserable about myself " " Nonsense, Charles ! you never do." "But I do, though. I want something I haven't got often enough. And, for the life of me, I don't know what it is. Sometimes I think it's a wife. Sometimes I think it's freedom to do whatever I please. Sometimes I think it's a bottle of claret and a jolly good laugh. But to return to the trowsers.
Side 20 - ... shine. She was one of those who think the Deity jealous of the amount of love bestowed upon other human beings, even by their own parents, and therefore struggle to keep down their deepest and holiest emotions, regarding them not merely as weakness but as positive sin, and likely to be most hurtful to the object on which they are permitted to expend themselves.