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Page 135 - ... as to those who may be lost, I confidently believe that our Heavenly Father threw His arms round each created spirit, and looked it full in the face with bright eyes of love in the darkness of its mortal life, and that of its own deliberate will it would not have Him.
Page 189 - Poor young man," said Napoleon, compassionately, as he approached the prince, " I deplore your misfortunes. Personally you have not deserved them, for I know you have fought bravely, and are worthy of a better fate than that of a prisoner of war ; but will you give me your word of honor that you will not attempt to escape or participate again in this war against me?
Page 153 - He now prepares for communion, and first bowing-, he thrice in a penitent manner, strikes his brca&t, calling upon " the Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world...
Page 153 - get on my back and put your arms around my neck, and hold on tight.
Page 197 - The Star-Spangled Banner for ever shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Page 164 - After the boil is over After the break of morn After the dancers are leaving After the stars are gone — After the boil.