Mrs. Blake: A Story of Twenty Years, Volume 1

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Hurst and Blackett, 1862

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Page 265 - The Sundays of man's life, Threaded together on time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal glorious King. On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife, More plentiful than hope.
Page 167 - Nay, take my life and all; pardon not that. You take my house, when you do take the prop That doth sustain my house ; you take my life, When you do take the means whereby I live.
Page 190 - We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives Who thinks most — feels the noblest — acts the best.
Page 309 - O, it is excellent To have a giant's strength ; but it is tyrannous To use it like a giant.
Page 69 - It may be glorious to write Thoughts that shall glad the two or three High souls, like those far stars that come in sight Once in a century ; — But better far it is to speak One simple word, which now and then Shall waken their free nature in the weak And friendless sons of men ; To write some earnest verse or line, Which, seeking not the praise of art, Shall make a clearer faith and manhood shine In the untutored heart. He who doth this, in verse or prose, May be forgotten in his day, But surely...
Page 200 - Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in't.
Page 95 - IN the pleasant orchard-closes, " God bless all our gains," say we , But " May God bless all our losses " Better suits with our degree. Listen, gentle — ay, and simple ! listen, children on the knee...
Page 126 - Each man's chimney is his Golden Milestone ; Is the central point, from which he measures Every distance Through the gateways of the world around him.
Page 15 - Children are God's apostles, day by day, Sent forth to preach of love, and hope, and peace ; Nor hath thy babe his mission left undone.
Page 161 - Can play you a rubber and win it, — If she's got nothing better to do ! She can chatter of Poor-Laws and Tithes, And the value of labour and land, — 'Tis a pity when charming women Talk of things which they don't understand...

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