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... miles from London . The strangeness and suddenness of her removal from what for years had been her home , and the silence of Mr. and Miss Ormskirke during the drive , tended to increase the dream - like feeling which oppressed Mabel ...
... miles from London . The strangeness and suddenness of her removal from what for years had been her home , and the silence of Mr. and Miss Ormskirke during the drive , tended to increase the dream - like feeling which oppressed Mabel ...
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... miles the fugitive met scarcely any one . A brougham and a few market carts were all that passed her . Once a quick step behind terrified her lest she was being followed and would be captured , but it was a working man and boy who ...
... miles the fugitive met scarcely any one . A brougham and a few market carts were all that passed her . Once a quick step behind terrified her lest she was being followed and would be captured , but it was a working man and boy who ...
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... miles . Laplace esti- mates the sea to have an average depth of three miles , - according to which estimate its bulk would be 450 millions of cubic miles . Compared with this vast mass , every object on land is small indeed . The sea is ...
... miles . Laplace esti- mates the sea to have an average depth of three miles , - according to which estimate its bulk would be 450 millions of cubic miles . Compared with this vast mass , every object on land is small indeed . The sea is ...
Side 67
... mile in depth . As a natural object the sea is one of never - ceasing interest ; though it has no mountains nor great rivers , none of the splendours of the landscape or the beauty of the lovely dell , yet does it never weary : the ...
... mile in depth . As a natural object the sea is one of never - ceasing interest ; though it has no mountains nor great rivers , none of the splendours of the landscape or the beauty of the lovely dell , yet does it never weary : the ...
Side 80
... miles . There can be no doubt that this water was once in a state of vapour and there seems to me no reason for supposing that the vapour itself was not formed by some such combustion and conflagration as we have recently witnessed in ...
... miles . There can be no doubt that this water was once in a state of vapour and there seems to me no reason for supposing that the vapour itself was not formed by some such combustion and conflagration as we have recently witnessed 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.