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Page 124 - for whither thou goest, I will go; where thou diest, I will die, and there will I be buried.' Exquisite Ruth!— If my Ruth, now, would say as much to me!— I have a great mind,
Page 121 - Abused mortals ! did you know Where joy, heart's-ease^ and comforts grow, You'd scorn proud towers, And seek them in these bowers, Where winds sometimes
Page 165 - roughness; and constrains the garb Quite from his nature: he cannot flatter, he! An
Page 124 - can surpass the book of Ruth ?" exclaimed he. " I am glad the idea struck me of illustrating it! How exquisite is the feminine devotedness of this speech !—' Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee, for whither thou goest, I will go; where thou diest, I will die, and there will I be buried.
Page 121 - our woods may shake, But blustering care can never tempest make, Nor murmurs e'er come nigh us, Save of fountains that glide by us.
Page 17 - sit upon the ground and tell strange stories of the deaths of kings.
Page 16 - Is there not rain enough in the sweet heaven* To wash it white as snow?'
Page 214 - better come to you to ask whether or no to fetch Mr. Good, not liking to be the 'sponsible person myself." "What!" said Mrs. Wellford hastily, "do you mean that he is delirious ?" " Perhaps that may be the word, ma'am—what we call light-headed." " What can be done for this poor young man ?