The Juvenile miscellany of facts and fiction [ed. by M.A.B.]. (Google eBook)

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M A B
1844
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Page 155 - Ask, and it shall be given unto you ; seek, and ye shall find ; knock, and it shall be opened unto you...
Page 111 - Twas so bold that it feared not to play its joke With the doctor's wig, or the gentleman's cloak.
Page 154 - If a son shall ask bread of any of you that is a father, will he give him a stone?
Page 31 - And hope and fear mix not in further strife. "But courage, Father! let us out to sea A few may yet be saved." The Daughter's words, Her earnest tone, and look beaming with faith, Dispel the Father's doubts: nor do they lack The noble-minded Mother's helping hand To launch the boat; and with her blessing cheered, And inwardly sustained by silent prayer, Together they put forth, Father and Child!
Page 112 - There were dames with their kerchiefs tied over their caps, To see if their poultry were free from mishaps; The turkeys they gobbled, the geese screamed aloud, And the hens crept to roost in a terrified crowd; There was rearing of ladders, and logs laying on Where the thatch from the roof threatened soon to be gone. But the wind had passed 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...
Page 31 - All night the storm had raged, nor ceased, nor paused, When, as day broke, the Maid, through misty air, Espies far off a Wreck, amid the surf, Beating on one of those disastrous isles Half of a Vessel, half - no more; the rest Had vanished, swallowed up with all that there Had for the common safety striven in vain, Or thither thronged for refuge.
Page 12 - The war, that for a space did fail, Now trebly thundering swelled the gale, And ' Stanley ! ' was the cry. A light on Marmion's visage spread, And fired his glazing eye ; With dying hand above his head He shook the fragment of his blade, And shouted ' Victory ! — Charge, Chester, charge! On, Stanley, on!
Page 31 - Espies far off a Wreck, amid the surf, Beating on one of those disastrous isles — Half of a Vessel, half— no more ; the rest Had vanished, swallowed up with all that there Had for the common safety striven in vain, Or thither thronged for refuge. With quick glance...
Page 111 - The wind one morning sprang up from sleep, Saying, " Now for a frolic ! Now for a leap ! Now for a madcap, galloping chase ! I'll make a commotion in every place...
Page 153 - Behold, I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy: and nothing shall by any means hurt you...

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