A Year of Beautiful ThoughtsT.Y. Crowell, 1902 - 402 pages |
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... plants die , and some go to sleep for the winter . Look at a tree ; its branches are all bare ; it seems as if it had no life in it . But there is life there , and it will show itself next spring . Its life is asleep , its sap is all ...
... plants die , and some go to sleep for the winter . Look at a tree ; its branches are all bare ; it seems as if it had no life in it . But there is life there , and it will show itself next spring . Its life is asleep , its sap is all ...
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... plant , hidden in the damp dark ground , God will not forget you . His gentle spring rains will soon reach your tiny roots , His sunshine will warm you into new life , and you shall blossom in beauty by and by . Teach me your sweet ...
... plant , hidden in the damp dark ground , God will not forget you . His gentle spring rains will soon reach your tiny roots , His sunshine will warm you into new life , and you shall blossom in beauty by and by . Teach me your sweet ...
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... plant thee in the watery mould And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow - bank's edges cold . Thy parent sun , who bade thee view Pale skies , and chilling moisture sip , Has bathed thee in his own bright hue , And streaked with ...
... plant thee in the watery mould And I have seen thee blossoming Beside the snow - bank's edges cold . Thy parent sun , who bade thee view Pale skies , and chilling moisture sip , Has bathed thee in his own bright hue , And streaked with ...
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... plants are tended well , And no weed is left to grow . So , in all our hearts may be Little gardens , sweet and fair , If we check the weeds of sin , And keep goodness growing there . EMELIE POULSSON . April 19 . To him that soweth ...
... plants are tended well , And no weed is left to grow . So , in all our hearts may be Little gardens , sweet and fair , If we check the weeds of sin , And keep goodness growing there . EMELIE POULSSON . April 19 . To him that soweth ...
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... plants and the trees are made to give fruit to man ; but man is made to praise God , who made him . ANNA LĘTITIA BARBAULD . HYMN . There's not a leaf within the bower ; There's not a bird upon the tree ; There's not a dewdrop on the ...
... plants and the trees are made to give fruit to man ; but man is made to praise God , who made him . ANNA LĘTITIA BARBAULD . HYMN . There's not a leaf within the bower ; There's not a bird upon the tree ; There's not a dewdrop on the ...
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angels beautiful bless blossoms blue bright bright eyes brook buds CELIA THAXTER cheer Christ clouds dark DEAN STANLEY deeds earth ELIZABETH CHARLES eyes fair Father flowers FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL gentle give glad God's good-morning good-night grass green grow hand happy hast hath hear heart heaven HENRY WARD BEECHER Jesus JOHN RUSKIN keep kind leaves light lilies little birds little child little children little girl live look Lord LUCY LARCOM LUCY WHEELOCK mamma MARY MAPES DODGE morning mother nest never night o'er pleasant praise pray prayer pure rain ROBERT BIRD robin seeds shine sing sleep smile snow soft song soul speak spring stars summer sunbeam sunshine SUSAN COOLIDGE sweet tell tender thank thee There's thine things thought tiny to-day tree unto violets voice wait warm watch weary wind wings winter word WORTHINGTON HOOKER
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Page 343 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, The desert and illimitable air — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near...
Page 23 - And why beholdest thou the mote that is in thy brother's eye, but considerest not the beam that is in thine own eye ' Or how wilt thou (Say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye : and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.
Page 264 - What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?
Page 85 - Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord, and whose hope the Lord is : For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green ; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.
Page 30 - He giveth snow like wool : He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes. He casteth forth His ice like morsels : Who can stand before His cold? He sendeth out His word, and melteth them : He causeth His wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Page 96 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble. They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man, and are at their wit's end.
Page 311 - When hastening fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam. But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way.
Page 289 - And besought him greatly, saying, My little daughter lieth at the point of death: I pray thee, come and lay thy hands on her, that she may be healed; and she shall live.
Page 342 - midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far, through their rosy depths, dost thou pursue Thy solitary way ? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly painted on the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Page 180 - Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die.