The School Arts Book, Volume 9

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Davis Press, 1910 - Art
 

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Page 722 - of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, TEN GREAT PAINTINGS 0 thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with God be at rest." Who else but her Son of all the hosts of heaven could give her perfect welcome to the Father's house? Whether we accept Ligouri's account of this "Glory of Mary
Page 270 - On Christmas Eve the bells were rung; On Christmas Eve the mass was sung; That only night in all the year, Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear. The damsel donn'd her kirtle sheen; The hall was dress'd with holly green; Forth to the wood did
Page 270 - go, To gather in the mistletoe. Then open'd wide the Baron's hall To vassal, tenant, serf, and all; |, Power laid his rod of rule aside, And Ceremony doffed his pride. The heir, with roses in his shoes. That night might village partner choose. The
Page 270 - The fire, with well-dried logs supplied. Went roaring up the chimney wide; The huge hall table's oaken face, Scrubb'd till it shone, the day to grace, Bore then upon its massive board No mark to part the squire and lord. Then came the merry
Page 758 - I'll make a commotion in every place!" So it swept with a bustle right through a great town. Creaking the signs, and scattering down Shutters; and whisking, with merciless squalls, Old women's bonnets and gingerbread stalls: There never was heard a much lustier shout, As the apples and oranges trundled about, And the urchins, that stood with their thievish eyes,
Page 76 - maturing sun; Conspiring with, him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run: To bend with, apples the
Page 758 - on, and had met in a lane, With a schoolboy who panted and struggled in vain; For it tossed him and twirled him. then passed; and he stood With his hat in a pool, and his shoes in the mud. William Howitt
Page 10 - when it ariseth in the high places of God, so is the beauty of a good wife in the ordering of her house. As the clear light is upon the holy candlestick, so is the beauty of her face in ripe age.
Page 383 - Who guards to-day my stream divine?" CHORUS Dear Fatherland, no danger thine: Firm stand thy sons to watch the Rhine! They stand; a hundred thousand strong, Quick to avenge their country's wrong; With filial love their bosoms swell, They'll guard the sacred landmarks well! The dead of a heroic race
Page 271 - It was a hearty note, and strong. Who lists may in their murmuring see Traces of ancient mystery. White shirts supplied the masquerade. And smutted cheeks the visors made; But

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