A Book for Mothers, Or Biographical Sketches of the Mothers of Great and Good MenH.G, Collins, 1850 - Počet stran: 144 |
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Strana 21
... desire for its pleasures - her affections and wishes were centred in her husband and children ; and both she and her husband still retained the sim- plicity of their manners , and , above all , their ele- vated piety . Their family ...
... desire for its pleasures - her affections and wishes were centred in her husband and children ; and both she and her husband still retained the sim- plicity of their manners , and , above all , their ele- vated piety . Their family ...
Strana 22
... desire of her heart accomplished , for she sunk in consumption before her son had attained his fourteenth year . Her death took place on the sixth of March , 1645 . " She died as Christians die ; There was no earthward struggle of the ...
... desire of her heart accomplished , for she sunk in consumption before her son had attained his fourteenth year . Her death took place on the sixth of March , 1645 . " She died as Christians die ; There was no earthward struggle of the ...
Strana 26
... desire for them ( meaning his children ) that they should receive more from God , than we have received , in that relation . His usual compliments , on such occasions , were , " Others wish you all happiness I wish you all holiness ...
... desire for them ( meaning his children ) that they should receive more from God , than we have received , in that relation . His usual compliments , on such occasions , were , " Others wish you all happiness I wish you all holiness ...
Strana 38
... desire the salvation of souls , I might do somewhat more than I do . I thought I might live in a more exemplary manner in some things . I might pray more for the people , and speak with more warmth to those with whom I have an oppor ...
... desire the salvation of souls , I might do somewhat more than I do . I thought I might live in a more exemplary manner in some things . I might pray more for the people , and speak with more warmth to those with whom I have an oppor ...
Strana 41
... desire me to do it , for that will not satisfy my conscience , but send me your positive command , in such full and express terms , as may absolve me from all guilt and punishment for neglecting this opportunity of doing good , when you ...
... desire me to do it , for that will not satisfy my conscience , but send me your positive command , in such full and express terms , as may absolve me from all guilt and punishment for neglecting this opportunity of doing good , when you ...
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Strana 75 - Thy nightly visits to my chamber made, That thou might'st know me safe and warmly laid...
Strana 48 - And I saw a great white throne, and him that sat on it, from whose face the earth and the heaven fled away, and there was found no place for them. And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God, and the books were opened ; and another book was opened, which is the book of life; and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works.
Strana 74 - Say, wast thou conscious of the tears I shed? Hover'd thy spirit o'er thy sorrowing son, Wretch even then, life's journey just begun? Perhaps thou gavest me, though unfelt, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile! it answers — Yes.
Strana 75 - I seem to have lived my childhood o'er again ; To have renewed the joys that once were mine, Without the sin of violating thine : And, while the wings of Fancy still are free, And I can view this mimic show of thee, Time has but half succeeded in his theft — Thyself removed, thy power to soothe me left.
Strana 74 - Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return. What ardently I wished I long believed, And, disappointed still, was still deceived. By expectation every day beguiled, Dupe of to-morrow even from a child.
Strana 75 - My boast is not that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned, and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise, — The son of parents pass'd into the skies.
Strana 73 - OF MY MOTHER'S PICTURE OUT OF NORFOLK, THE GIFT OF MY COUSIN, ANN BODHAM. OH that those lips had language ! Life has passed With me but roughly since I heard thee last. Those lips are thine — thy own sweet smile I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Strana 74 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes ! I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Strana 75 - Could Time, his flight reversed, restore the hours, When, playing with thy vesture's tissued flowers, The violet, the pink, and jessamine, I pricked them into paper with a pin, (And thou wast happier than myself the while, Wouldst softly speak, and stroke my head, and smile...
Strana 117 - Thou art gone to the grave! but we will not deplore thee, Whose God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian, and • Guide ; He gave thee, He took thee, and He will restore thee, And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died.