The Mother's Assistant and Young Lady's Friend, Svazky 4–5David H. Ela, 1844 |
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Strana 1
... dear to my heart as my childhood's home . The elms in front of the house , waving their dark , green foliage in the summer breeze , the garden , the orchards , the broad waving fields , and last , but not least by far , my father's ...
... dear to my heart as my childhood's home . The elms in front of the house , waving their dark , green foliage in the summer breeze , the garden , the orchards , the broad waving fields , and last , but not least by far , my father's ...
Strana 3
... dear , if you strive to be a good child . ' ' Mother , ' said Sophia , where's Willy ? ' ' Sure enough , ' said my father ; where is he ? Well , Sophy , we were so much interested in your walk , that we have quite overlooked an ...
... dear , if you strive to be a good child . ' ' Mother , ' said Sophia , where's Willy ? ' ' Sure enough , ' said my father ; where is he ? Well , Sophy , we were so much interested in your walk , that we have quite overlooked an ...
Strana 4
... dear ; but I am afraid his head is injured . You may ask your father to come to me , and then you had better go to school . ' Again I reached the room , where , a short time before , I had been forbid- den to intrude upon its sanctity ...
... dear ; but I am afraid his head is injured . You may ask your father to come to me , and then you had better go to school . ' Again I reached the room , where , a short time before , I had been forbid- den to intrude upon its sanctity ...
Strana 5
... dear to me . He had been my chief love and care , from his infancy , and had endeared himself to me by his ever gentle and affectionate disposition ; and should I never , never hear that sweet voice again , calling to me in its merry ...
... dear to me . He had been my chief love and care , from his infancy , and had endeared himself to me by his ever gentle and affectionate disposition ; and should I never , never hear that sweet voice again , calling to me in its merry ...
Strana 6
... Dear , dear Willy , sister is sorry , and will never do so again , ' and then kneel by his side and ask God to spare his life . Day after day found Sophia lingering in anxious suspense around the bed of the little suf- ferer , watching ...
... Dear , dear Willy , sister is sorry , and will never do so again , ' and then kneel by his side and ask God to spare his life . Day after day found Sophia lingering in anxious suspense around the bed of the little suf- ferer , watching ...
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Strana 138 - A General Dictionary of Geography, Descriptive, Physical, Statistical, and Historical ; forming a complete Gazetteer of the World. By A. KEITH JOHNSTON, FRSE 8vo. 31s. 6d. M'Culloch's Dictionary, Geographical, Statistical, and Historical, of the various Countries, Places, and principal Natural Objects in the World.
Strana 135 - How small, of all that human hearts endure , That part which laws or kings can cause or cure...
Strana 23 - The bell strikes one. We take no note of time, But from its loss. To give it then a tongue Is wise in man. As if an angel spoke, I feel the solemn sound. If heard aright, It is the, knell of my departed hours : Where are they?
Strana 47 - But chiefly Man the day of rest enjoys. Hail, SABBATH ! thee I hail, the poor man's day. On other days, the man of toil is doomed To eat his joyless bread, lonely ; the ground Both seat and board ; screened from the winter's cold.
Strana 42 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Strana 7 - How dead the vegetable kingdom lies ! How dumb the tuneful ! Horror wide extends His desolate domain. Behold, fond man ! See here thy pictured life ; pass some few years, Thy flowering Spring, thy Summer's ardent strength, Thy sober Autumn fading into age, losi And pale concluding Winter comes at last, And shuts the scene.
Strana 95 - With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Strana 48 - Traveller, in the stranger's land, Far from thine own household band ; Mourner, haunted by the tone Of a voice from this world gone ; Captive, in whose narrow cell Sunshine hath not leave to dwell ; Sailor, on the darkening sea, Lift the heart and bend the knee.
Strana 95 - Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown; His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, The attribute to awe and majesty, Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings; But mercy is above this sceptred sway, It is enthroned in the hearts of kings, It is an attribute to God himself, And earthly power doth then show likest God's When mercy seasons justice.
Strana 42 - Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears : soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold ! There 's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st, But in his motion like an angel sings, Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins : Such harmony is in immortal souls ; But whilst this muddy vesture of decay Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.