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Belforest believe better Captain Homer Carlo Pierotti carried Carry Brown cheerful church cottage course cried Daisylands dear Edith Emily Eugenia eyes fancy feel felt Fownes Frank Frank Weir friends George Early girl glad going Greville Guernsey half-sovereign hand happy hear heard heart hilly field hope husband Kafir knew lady lane laughing line of beauty live look ma'am Marianne married Michael Saffery mind Miss Antony Miss Browns Miss Crowe Miss Hornblower Miss Saffery Miss Stone morning mother Nessy Nessy's never nice Oldsmith painted parlour picture pity pleasant poor Porter post-office pretty returned Saffery's seemed sister smile Sunday suppose sure surprise talk tears tell thank there's thing thought told took Tresellis Tristan d'Acunha turn walk Weir Weir's widow wife wish woman wonder word young
Page 175 - Turn you at my reproof: behold, I will pour out my Spirit unto you, I will make known my words unto you.
Page 285 - I came again: the place was bright " With something of celestial light"— A simple altar by the bed For high Communion meetly spread, Chalice, and plate, and snowy vest.— We ate and drank : then calmly blest, All mourners, one with dying breath, We sate and talk'd of Jesus
Page 304 - What mean ye to weep, and to break mine heart? for I am ready not to be bound only, but also to die at Jerusalem for the name of the Lord Jesus. 14 And when he would not be persuaded, we ceased, saying, The will of the Lord be done.
Page 175 - Wisdom crieth without; she uttereth her voice in the streets: She crieth in the chief place of concourse, in the openings of the gates: in the city she uttereth her words, saying, How long, ye simple ones, will ye love simplicity?
Page 47 - mid shadowy elms ascending, Whence the sweet chimes proclaim the hallowed day. The halls, from old heroic ages grey, Pour their fair children forth, — and hamlets low...
Page 279 - Wish not, dear friends, my pain away Wish me a wise and thankful heart, With GOD, in all my griefs, to stay, Nor from His loved correction start. The dearest offering He can crave His portion in our souls to prove, What is it to the gift He gave, The only Son of His dear love?
Page 84 - When shepherds pipe on oaten straws And merry larks are ploughmen's clocks, When turtles tread, and rooks, and daws, And maidens bleach their summer smocks The cuckoo then, on every tree, Mocks married men; for thus sings he, Cuckoo; Cuckoo, cuckoo: O word of fear, Unpleasing to a married ear!
Page 65 - At upper end o' the table, now i' the middle ; On his shoulder and his, — her face afire With labor ; and the thing she took to quench it, She would to each one sip.
Page 318 - I had no headache, and was able to run about as much as evor : this was lucky : for with the assistance of a lady, Miss , (or rather she with my help,) waited on the steerage passengers, nearly all of whom were ill, and all very downhearted. It was hard work, but has ended in making a very friendly feeling between the two parts of the ship. You would have laughed if you had seen me, in a little cabin with four berths, quite dark ; I making the bed for some person, man or woman, who sits upon a box...