The Florida School Journal, Volumes 8-9

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V.E. Orr, 1895

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Page 68 - is't with me, when every noise appals me ? What hands are here? Ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous sea incarnadine, Making the green—one red.
Page 103 - a pure white lily. The master softly said, "My children, the Word of God says, 'Behold the lilies of the field. They toil not, neither do they spin, yet Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.' Carl has rightly chosen.
Page 65 - The floating clouds their state shall lend To her, for her the willow bend ; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy. The stars
Page 64 - His sceptre shows the force of temporal power, (Prov. xx.) 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
Page 69 - to gild refined gold, to paint the lily, to throw a perfume on the violet, to smooth the ice, or add another hue unto the rainbow, or with taper-light to seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garnish.
Page 66 - Grief tills the room up of my absent child, Lies in his bed, walks up and down with me; Puts on his pretty looks; repeats his words, Remembers me of all his gracious parts,
Page 195 - the schoolroom; at least in cases where the more humane law of kindness and moral suasion has proved ineffectual. 'Foolishness,' said Solomon, ' is bound up in the heart of a child, but the rod of correction will drive it far from him.'
Page 339 - blew off of my desk !" She started to hurry down the steps. " Myrtle, Myrtle," a still voice said, and she stopped. And then there came to her mind something she had learned long, long before. " For a lie which is all a lie May be met and fought outright; But
Page 65 - To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.
Page 199 - that nature can yield. How ardent I seized it, with hands that were glowing, And quick to the white-pebbled bottom it fell; Then soon, with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well.

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