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Page 7 - God. My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God ; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
Page 244 - One day, nigh weary of the irksome way, From her unhasty beast she did alight; And on the grass her dainty limbs did lay, In secret shadow, far from all men's sight ; From her fair head her fillet she undight, And laid her stole aside : her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven, shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place; Did never mortal eye behold such heavenly grace.
Page 160 - I hate these matterof-fact days of ours, I do." "Now, little lady," said Uncle Edward, looking up, " no nonsense." " It is not nonsense, uncle, but delightful sense. It is !" "I wonder how you would have liked it, though.
Page 188 - A square chin, which somewhat marred the beauty of her countenance, also gave it the meaning of strength and will associated with the development of that feature. A pretty dimple in it redeemed the sternness of this rather Napoleonic outline, and a rosy smile contradicted it completely.
Page 61 - there is no meaning in them ; but," she added, confidentially, " I dearly like a murder. Of course I do not wish for murders," she continued, in the tone of resigned virtue ; " but when there is one, why, I like it.