Waters that Pass Away

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G.W. Dillingham, 1899 - American fiction - 322 pages
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Page 223 - For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
Page 157 - Let me and my passionate love go by, But speak to her all things holy and high, Whatever happen to me ! Me and my harmful love go by ; But come to her waking, find her asleep, Powers of the height, Towers of the deep, And comfort her tho
Page 313 - Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a grain of wheat fall into the earth and die, it abideth by itself alone ; but if it die, it beareth much fruit.
Page 3 - There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.
Page 250 - You are seeking your own will, my daughter. You are seeking some good other than the law you are bound to obey. But how will you find good ? It is not a thing of choice: it is a river that flows from the foot of the Invisible Throne, and flows by the path of obedience. I say again, man cannot choose his duties. You may choose to forsake your duties, and choose not to have the sorrow they bring. But you will go forth; and what will you find, my daughter ? Sorrow without duty — bitter herbs, and...
Page 164 - And thine age shall be clearer than the noonday; Thou shalt shine forth, thou shalt be as the morning.
Page 296 - Behold, I have refined thee, but not with silver ; I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction.
Page 22 - Milo, who in the course of centuries has lost her arms but not her witchery. Overcome, agitated, stricken through, almost terrified at her aspect, the sick man staggered back till he sank on a seat, and tears, hot and bitter, streamed down his cheeks. The beautiful lips of the goddess, which appear to breathe, smiled with her wonted smile at her unhappy victim. ' This one moment comprises a whole world of sorrow.
Page 136 - A woman, a dog, and a walnut tree/ The more you beat them, the better they be.
Page 193 - A PINE-TREE standeth lonely On a far Norland height, It slumbereth, while around it The snow falls thick and white. And of a Palm it dreameth, That, in a Southern land, Lonely and silent standeth Amid the scorching sand.

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