The Lady's Annual Register and Housewife's Memorandum Book (Google eBook)

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T. H. Carter, 1837 - Home economics
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Page 79 - And I, even I Artaxerxes the king, do make a decree to all the treasurers which are beyond the river, that whatsoever Ezra the priest, the scribe of the law of the God of heaven...
Page 98 - IS there a lone and dreary hour, When worldly pleasures lose their power? My Father ! let me turn to thee, And set each thought of darkness free. 2 Is there a time of racking grief, Which scorns the prospect of relief? My Father ! break the cheerless gloom, And bid my heart its calm resume. 3 Is there an hour of peace and joy, When hope is all my soul's employ? My Father ! still my hopes will roam, Until they rest with thee, their home.
Page 43 - Why dois your brand sae drap wi bluid, Edward, Edward? Why dois your brand sae drap wi bluid, And why sae sad gang yee O?' 'OI hae killed my hauke sae guid, Mither, mither, OI hae killed my hauke sae guid, And I had nae mair bot hee O.' 'Your haukis bluid was nevir sae reid, Edward, Edward, Your haukis bluid was nevir sae reid, My deir son, I tell thee O.
Page 58 - She has a face that just raises your attention at first sight, it grows on you every moment, and you wonder it did no more than raise your attention at first. Her eyes have a mild light, but they awe you when she pleases ; they command like a good man out of office, not by authority but by virtue.
Page 52 - IN Eastern lands they talk in flowers, And they tell in a garland their loves and cares ; Each blossom that blooms in their garden bowers, On its leaves a mystic language bears.
Page 41 - Distrust the condiment that bites so soon; But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault To add a double quantity of salt...
Page 42 - There are visions of conquests, of splendor, and mirth, Floating over each drear winter's day ; But the tintings of Hope, on this storm-beaten earth, Will melt like the snow-flakes away : Turn, turn thee to Heaven, fair maiden, for bliss ; That world has a pure fount ne'er opened in this. "It snows!
Page 42 - Is ringing through parlor and hall, While swift as the wing of a swallow, he's out, And his playmates have answered his call; It makes the heart leap but to witness their joy ; Proud wealth has no pleasures, I trow, Like the rapture that throbs in the pulse of the boy, As he gathers his treasures of snow ; Then lay not the trappings of gold on thine heirs, While health, and the riches of nature, are theirs. 2. "It snows!
Page 44 - And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife, Edward, Edward? And quhat wul ze leive to zour bairns and zour wife, Quhan ze gang ovir the sea, O ? The warldis room, let thame beg throw life, Mither, mither : The warldis room, let thame beg throw life, For thame nevir mair wul I see, O.
Page 96 - One cup of butter, two cups of sugar, three cups of flour, and four eggs, well beat together, and baked in pans or cups.

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