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Page 73 - IF ye then be risen with Christ, seek those things which are above, where Christ sitteth on the right hand of God. Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth: For ye are dead, and your life is hid with Christ in God. When Christ, who is our life, shall appear, then shall ye also appear with him in glory.
Page 147 - Benedicamus domino:" why then, beware! look about you, my neighbors. If any of you have a sheep sick of the giddies, or a hog of the mumps, or a horse of the staggers, or a knavish boy of the school, or an idle girl of the wheel, or a young drab of the sullens, and hath not fat enough for her...
Page 140 - ... of the hunter came nearer and nearer. After a considerable run, they had so gained upon him, that on looking back, — oh horror ! he could distinctly see hunter and dogs.
Page 168 - The cuckoo is a fine bird, He sings as he flies, He brings us good tidings; He tells us no lies. He sucks little birds' eggs To make his voice clear, And when he sings ' cuckoo
Page 85 - In prime of life most suddenly, Sad tidings to relate, Here view my utter destiny And pity my sad fate. I, by a shot which rapid flew, Was instantly struck dead. Lord, pardon the offender who My precious blood did shed. Grant him to rest, and forgive me All I have done amiss ; And that I may rewarded be With everlasting bliss.
Page 49 - The Carucata, which is also to be interpreted the plough-land, was as much arable as could be managed with one plough and the beasts belonging thereto in a year ; having meadow, pasture, and houses for the house-holders and cattle belonging to it...
Page 163 - Gentlemen and ladies, the sport is almost ended ; Come pay to the box, it is highly commended. The box it would speak, if it had but a tongue ; Come throw in your money, and think it no wrong.
Page 134 - Jack o' the lantern ! Joan the wad ! Who tickled the maid and made her mad, Light me home, the weather's bad.