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Page 286 - One by one thy duties wait thee, Let thy whole strength go to each, Let no future dreams elate thee, Learn thou first what these can teach. One by one (bright gifts from Heaven) Joys are sent thee here below; Take them readily when given, Ready too to let them go. One by one thy griefs shall meet thee, Do not fear an armed band ; One will fade as others greet thee, Shadows passing through the land.
Page 125 - Bring flowers, fresh flowers, for the bride to wear ! They were born to blush in her shining hair. She is leaving the home of her childhood's mirth, She hath bid farewell to her father's hearth, Her place is now by another's side — Bring flowers for the locks of the fair young bride ! Bring flowers, pale flowers, o'er the bier to shed, A crown for the brow of the early dead!
Page 145 - JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow Thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my All shalt be. Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known, Yet how rich is my condition ! God and heaven are still my own.
Page 160 - LIFE. DAY dawned : — Within a curtained room, Filled to faintness with perfume, A lady lay at point of doom. Day closed : — A Child had seen the light; But for the lady, fair and bright, She rested in undreaming night. Spring rose :— The lady's grave was green And near it oftentimes was seen A gentle Boy, with thoughtful mien. Years fled : — He wore a manly face, And struggled in the world's rough race...
Page 76 - ... attentions are due to the public authorities of the state, to the foreign ministers, to your family, and especially to the fortunate princess who has realized your dearest hopes. She cannot be more tenderly devoted to you than I ; but she has been enabled to contribute more towards your happiness, by securing that of France.
Page 299 - ... they write out what they saw, obeying the stern dictates of their consciences. They might be mistaken. They might err in writing at all, when their afflictions were so great that they could not write otherwise than they did of life. It is possible that it would have been better to have described only good and pleasant people, doing only good and pleasant things (in which case they could hardly have written at any time) : all I say is, that never, I believe, did women, possessed of such wonderful...
Page 144 - For it is easier for a camel to go through a needle's eye, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.
Page 299 - I remember her grave, earnest way of saying, "I trust God will take from me whatever power of invention or expression I may have, before He lets me become blind to the sense of what is fitting or unfitting to be said!
Page 145 - Let the world despise, and leave me; They have left my Saviour too; Human hearts and looks deceive me, Thou art not like them untrue; And whilst Thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends disown me, Show Thy face, and all is bright.
Page 103 - York Ledger, written during the year of her removal into her own new home, and after a competence was assured her through her pen : " MY OLD INK-STAND AND I. " Well, old Ink-stand, what do you think of this ? Haven't we got well through the woods, hey ? A few scratches and bruises we have had to be sure, but what of that...