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Page 11
... hour of pain and home - sickness came to Willie , and sometimes his little hammock was wet with tears . Still it was not so hard for him as for many others . His prompt obedience and cheerful industry , his fear- lessness and agility ...
... hour of pain and home - sickness came to Willie , and sometimes his little hammock was wet with tears . Still it was not so hard for him as for many others . His prompt obedience and cheerful industry , his fear- lessness and agility ...
Page 12
... hour Slides ' er the crater of a dread abyss . Oh ! there is work to do : the busy town And hamlet fair - o'er all the pleasant Isle- Are filled with men , who wander up and down , Chained to a habit terrible as vile . Little by little ...
... hour Slides ' er the crater of a dread abyss . Oh ! there is work to do : the busy town And hamlet fair - o'er all the pleasant Isle- Are filled with men , who wander up and down , Chained to a habit terrible as vile . Little by little ...
Page 27
... hour - glass in his hand , His bones they shook and shivered ; Low in the hour - glass stood the sand , And Sintram drew his glittering brand , Although his strong arm quivered . " And yield thee , Knight , my name is Death ! " Yield ...
... hour - glass in his hand , His bones they shook and shivered ; Low in the hour - glass stood the sand , And Sintram drew his glittering brand , Although his strong arm quivered . " And yield thee , Knight , my name is Death ! " Yield ...
Page 28
... hour for any one living . You know well that I can take a glass of good Glenlivet with anybody , but these late hours- and your stumbling across the threshold of my door when all decent people should be asleep in their bed I cannot ...
... hour for any one living . You know well that I can take a glass of good Glenlivet with anybody , but these late hours- and your stumbling across the threshold of my door when all decent people should be asleep in their bed I cannot ...
Page 36
... Hour after hour went on , and he thought of the stories he had read of people being frozen to death , and then it struck him what a naughty boy he had been , and his cruelty and disobedience came to his mind ; and there , in the cold ...
... Hour after hour went on , and he thought of the stories he had read of people being frozen to death , and then it struck him what a naughty boy he had been , and his cruelty and disobedience came to his mind ; and there , in the cold ...
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Page 30 - DOES the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
Page 136 - I cry aloud to all and sundry in my plainest accents and at the very tiptop of my voice. Here it is, gentlemen ! Here is the good liquor...
Page 149 - O thou invisible spirit of wine ! if thou hast no name to be known by, let us call thee devil.
Page 95 - And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess ; but be filled with the spirit; speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord; giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ; submitting yourselves one to another in the fear of God.
Page 30 - But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my face? You cannot miss that inn. Shall I meet other wayfarers at night? Those who have gone before. Then must I knock, or call when just in sight? They will not keep you standing at that door. Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak? Of labour you shall find the sum. Will there be beds for me and all who seek? Yea, beds for all who come.
Page 75 - Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the heaven above.
Page 165 - Now when the dead man come to life beheld His wife his wife no more, and saw the babe Hers, yet not his, upon the father's knee, And all the warmth, the peace, the happiness, And his own children tall and beautiful, And him, that other, reigning in his place, Lord of his rights and of his children's love, — Then he, tho...
Page 38 - Thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, Because ye have obeyed the commandment of Jonadab your father, and kept all his precepts, and done according unto all that he hath commanded you; therefore thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, Jonadab the son of Rechab shall not want a man to stand before me for ever.
Page 136 - ... and come hither to scrub your blooming face, and drown the memory of certain taps of the ferule, and other school-boy troubles, in a draught from the Town Pump. Take it, pure as the current of your young life. Take it, and may your heart and tongue never be scorched with a fiercer thirst than now! There, my dear child, put down the cup, and yield your place to this elderly gentleman, who treads so tenderly over the stones, that I suspect he is afraid of breaking them. What ! he limps by...
Page 73 - For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup, and the wine is red; it is full of mixture; and he poureth out of the same: but the dregs thereof, all the wicked of the earth shall wring them out, and drink them.