Alice Montrose; or, The lofty and the lowly: good in all, and none all good, Volume 2

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Page 7 - Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing Thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Page 115 - ... boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Page 254 - It's hardly in a body's pow'r, To keep, at times, frae being sour, To see how things are shar'd ; How best o...
Page 169 - And I said in underbreath, — all our life is mixed with death, And who knoweth which is best ? Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west, Toll slowly. And I smiled to think God's greatness flowed around our incompleteness, — Round our restlessness, His rest.
Page 7 - COME, thou fount of ev'ry blessing ! Tune my heart to sing thy praise ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise.
Page 129 - I cannot doubt that they whom you deplore Are glorified ; or, if they sleep, shall wake From sleep, and dwell with God in endless love. Hope, below this, consists not with belief In mercy, carried infinite degrees Beyond the tenderness of human hearts : Hope, below this, consists not with belief In perfect wisdom, guiding mightiest power, That finds no limits but her own pure will.
Page 3 - Replied our friend, a chronicler who stood Where'er he moved, upon familiar ground, " Nor feudal power is there ; but there abides, In his allotted home, a genuine Priest, The shepherd of his flock ; or, as a king Is styled, when most affectionately praised, The father of his people.
Page 81 - ... well as we could ; and my mother would have had her and her mother live with us, but they would not consent to such an arrangement. You must like her, Ethel ; I shall be sadly disappointed if you do not. She was my earliest and best friend, and I have the very highest opinion of her judgment." Philip was silent for some minutes ; and when he spoke again it was on some indifferent topic. A blaze of light almost bewildered Ethelind, as she sprung out of the carriage and up the steps into the hall...
Page 185 - Fairfax loved him best in the world — with a love that had grown with her growth and strengthened with her strength, and would maintain itself independent of his failure or success in life.
Page 3 - Onward, onward, may we press Through the path of duty ; Virtue is true happiness, Excellence true beauty ; Minds are of celestial birth.

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