The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp]., Svazek 1Robert Kemp Philp |
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Strana 7
... felt nearly as much sur- prise to see this very respectable and stately - looking negro a member of the family , as the fair - haired boy she admired so much , and acknowledged her lowly greeting with a gentle curtsey , that took ...
... felt nearly as much sur- prise to see this very respectable and stately - looking negro a member of the family , as the fair - haired boy she admired so much , and acknowledged her lowly greeting with a gentle curtsey , that took ...
Strana 9
... felt very weary and anxious to re- sume her reclining position . The coloured girl was already fast asleep ; and Marcus , wrapping himself in a blanket that Aunt Milly brought from the kitchen , soon slept as soundly as if lying on a ...
... felt very weary and anxious to re- sume her reclining position . The coloured girl was already fast asleep ; and Marcus , wrapping himself in a blanket that Aunt Milly brought from the kitchen , soon slept as soundly as if lying on a ...
Strana 11
... felt inexpres- sible tenderness for this motherless child , confided to the care of an evidently ine- briate father , and a slave who , however faithful and affectionate , was incapacitated , by her darkened intellect , from bestowing ...
... felt inexpres- sible tenderness for this motherless child , confided to the care of an evidently ine- briate father , and a slave who , however faithful and affectionate , was incapacitated , by her darkened intellect , from bestowing ...
Strana 12
... felt embarrassed at the thought of offering money to the son of the poor ferryman . She felt afraid of offending that innate nobility of soul , which gave such intelligence and spirit to his whole countenance . She had drawn an eagle ...
... felt embarrassed at the thought of offering money to the son of the poor ferryman . She felt afraid of offending that innate nobility of soul , which gave such intelligence and spirit to his whole countenance . She had drawn an eagle ...
Strana 13
... felt as if his mother had come down from heaven , and breathed her balmy breath upon his brow . The grace , the tenderness of the action swelled his very soul . It was so long since he had felt such a dear caress . It hallowed him ; it ...
... felt as if his mother had come down from heaven , and breathed her balmy breath upon his brow . The grace , the tenderness of the action swelled his very soul . It was so long since he had felt such a dear caress . It hallowed him ; it ...
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Strana 275 - Away, away, my steed and I, Upon the pinions of the wind, All human dwellings left behind : We sped, like meteors through the sky...
Strana 356 - For the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers
Strana 232 - True happiness is of a retired nature, and an enemy to pomp and noise ; it arises, in the first place, from the enjoyment of one's self ; and, in the next, from the friendship and conversation of a few select companions...
Strana 100 - O Lady! we receive but what we give, And in our life alone does nature live: Ours is her wedding-garment, ours her shroud! And would we aught behold, of higher worth, Than that inanimate cold world allowed To the poor loveless ever-anxious crowd, Ah! from the soul itself must issue forth A light, a glory, a fair luminous cloud Enveloping the Earth — And from the soul itself must there be sent A sweet and potent voice, of its own birth, Of all sweet sounds the life and element!
Strana 24 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
Strana 356 - Learn to win a lady's faith Nobly, as the thing is high ; Bravely, as for life and death — With a loyal gravity. Lead her from the festive boards, Point her to the starry skies, Guard her, by your truthful words, Pure from courtship's flatteries. By your truth she shall be true — Ever true, as wives of yore — And her Yes, once said to you, SHALL be Yes for evermore.
Strana 73 - Let us walk honestly, as in the day; not in rioting and drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not in strife and envying. But put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make not provision for the flesh, to fulfil the lusts thereof.
Strana 280 - Oh, the grave ! the grave ! — It buries every error — covers every defect extinguishes every resentment ! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections.
Strana 249 - O my people, what have I done unto thee ? and wherein have I wearied thee ? testify against me. For I brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, and redeemed thee out of the house of servants; and I sent before thee Moses, Aaron, and Miriam.
Strana 6 - So it is ! yet let us sing, Honour to the old bow-string, Honour to the bugle-horn, Honour to the woods unshorn, Honour to the Lincoln green, Honour to the archer keen, Honour to tight little John, And the horse he rode upon : Honour to bold Eobin Hood, Sleeping in the underwood ! Honour to maid Marian, And to all the Sherwood clan— Though their days have hurried by Let us two a burden try.