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Side 13
... MISS WHIMPSON'S CAPRICE . " O ! many a sha't at random sent , Finds mark the archer little meant ; And many a word at random spoken May soothe or wound a heart nigh broken . " -- Scott . HERE'S nothing dies but something mourns , is a ...
... MISS WHIMPSON'S CAPRICE . " O ! many a sha't at random sent , Finds mark the archer little meant ; And many a word at random spoken May soothe or wound a heart nigh broken . " -- Scott . HERE'S nothing dies but something mourns , is a ...
Side 14
... Miss Whimpson , but deemed his claim to be present superior to the rest , for he was the godson of the departed lady — not that she had ever seriously thought of the solemn vows she had made as his sponsor . When the ample repast was ...
... Miss Whimpson , but deemed his claim to be present superior to the rest , for he was the godson of the departed lady — not that she had ever seriously thought of the solemn vows she had made as his sponsor . When the ample repast was ...
Side 15
... Miss Whimpson , which , after careful search , I find is one dated nearly thirteen years ago . ' There was not merely a perfect gasp of relief as Mr. Keen spoke these words in the room , but also a concentrated gaze of triumph was ...
... Miss Whimpson , which , after careful search , I find is one dated nearly thirteen years ago . ' There was not merely a perfect gasp of relief as Mr. Keen spoke these words in the room , but also a concentrated gaze of triumph was ...
Side 16
... Miss Ormskirke flushed crimson , and her brother looked with an amazed glance at her and said , “ So your words , Meg , stuck , did they ! ” " Well , they were true words , and I'm not ashamed to own them . It was a caprice to adopt a ...
... Miss Ormskirke flushed crimson , and her brother looked with an amazed glance at her and said , “ So your words , Meg , stuck , did they ! ” " Well , they were true words , and I'm not ashamed to own them . It was a caprice to adopt a ...
Side 17
... Miss , the Lord will provide ; " but the tone of voice , the look , so different from the cruel glances she had just encountered , broke down her forced calm . She entered her room , and throwing herself on her bed buried her face in ...
... Miss , the Lord will provide ; " but the tone of voice , the look , so different from the cruel glances she had just encountered , broke down her forced calm . She entered her room , and throwing herself on her bed buried her face in ...
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Side 179 - Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; 0 Thou who changest not, abide with me.
Side 179 - I fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless ; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness ; Where is death's sting ? Where, grave, thy victory ? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. Hold Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes ; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies; Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O LORD, abide with me.
Side 106 - On Thee, at the creation, The light first had its birth; On Thee, for our salvation, Christ rose from depths of earth; On Thee, our Lord victorious The Spirit sent from heaven, And thus on Thee, most glorious, A triple light was given.
Side 179 - Come not in terrors, as the King of kings; But kind and good, with healing in thy wings, Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me.
Side 180 - LORD, with what care hast thou begirt us round ! Parents first season us : then schoolmasters Deliver us to laws ; they send us bound To rules of reason, holy messengers, Pulpits and Sundays, sorrow dogging sin, Afflictions sorted, anguish of all sizes. Fine nets and stratagems to catch us in, Bibles laid open, millions of surprises, Blessings beforehand, ties of gratefulness, The sound of glory ringing in our ears ; Without, our shame ; within, our consciences ; Angels and grace, eternal hopes and...
Side 164 - Both riches and honour come of thee, and thou reignest over all; and in thine hand is power and might; and in thine hand it is to make great, and to give strength unto all.
Side 200 - The men of Dedan were thy merchants; many isles were the merchandise of thine hand: they brought thee for a present horns of ivory and ebony.
Side 145 - I spent long years for thee; Hast thou spent one for Me ? My Father's house of light, My rainbow-circled throne, • I left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone. I left it all for thee; Hast thou left aught for Me?
Side 179 - What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless, Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is Death's sting ? where, Grave, thy victory ? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.
Side 215 - THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains.