Working and waiting; or, Patience in well-doing, by the author of Children at home, Том 372 |
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... night , I think , mother , " said Frank . " I hope he won't be too busy to finish reading that story he began on Saturday . " Father was in early . Mrs. Elston had scarcely finished putting the two little ones to bed , and 8 WORKINGAND ...
... night , I think , mother , " said Frank . " I hope he won't be too busy to finish reading that story he began on Saturday . " Father was in early . Mrs. Elston had scarcely finished putting the two little ones to bed , and 8 WORKINGAND ...
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... know what business could possibly have taken her hus- band to Oldham , she said no more , until Frank had lighted his candle , and gone up to his attic for the night , and then she turned to William OR , PATIENCE IN WELL - DOING . 9.
... know what business could possibly have taken her hus- band to Oldham , she said no more , until Frank had lighted his candle , and gone up to his attic for the night , and then she turned to William OR , PATIENCE IN WELL - DOING . 9.
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Frances Elizabeth G. Carey- Brock. for the night , and then she turned to William , and asked : " Well , William , what is it ? I guess it's something about our Frank , by the way you kept looking at him all the evening . " " Well , wife ...
Frances Elizabeth G. Carey- Brock. for the night , and then she turned to William , and asked : " Well , William , what is it ? I guess it's something about our Frank , by the way you kept looking at him all the evening . " " Well , wife ...
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... nights were spent in helping his father in some poaching expedition . With this lad Stephen was , as usual , spending his evening . The two younger children were present at the conversa- tion between their father and mother ; but such ...
... nights were spent in helping his father in some poaching expedition . With this lad Stephen was , as usual , spending his evening . The two younger children were present at the conversa- tion between their father and mother ; but such ...
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... night they sent me word that she was that bad , that there wasn't no more hope of her life , and all the poor lamb longed for was to see her gran'dad once again afore she died . All night I lay awake thinking of her . It most seemed to ...
... night they sent me word that she was that bad , that there wasn't no more hope of her life , and all the poor lamb longed for was to see her gran'dad once again afore she died . All night I lay awake thinking of her . It most seemed to ...
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Andrewes answer asked better Beverton blessing Briersley brought certainly Charley Parsons cloth comfort cottage Darby door EDWARD BICKERSTETH Eggar ELIZABETH FRY exclaimed eyes face father feeling felt flowers Frank drew Frank Elston garden geraniums girl give glad gone hand happy hear heard heart hope Johnson keep kind knew leave Fairlegh LEGH RICHMOND listened look master mind morning mother never night nosegay Oldham once Ordley passed pencil-case perhaps phen poor promised replied Frank returned Ruth Chester Ruth's schoolmaster seemed seen Sharpley smile sorry speak Squire Stephen Barton stood stopped sure talk tell thank there's thing THOMAS CHALMERS thought to-day told took trouble turned village voice wait walked wife window wish words young Elston
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Стр. 1 - The parent pair their secret homage pay, And proffer up to heaven the warm request That He who stills the raven's clamorous nest, And decks the lily fair in flowery pride, Would, in the way His wisdom sees the best, For them and for their little ones provide; But chiefly in their hearts with grace divine preside.
Стр. 192 - Toil on, faint not, keep watch and pray; Be wise the erring soul to win; Go forth into the world's highway, Compel the wanderer to come in. Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; For toil comes rest, for exile home. Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, The midnight peal, Behold, I come ! 5 tbat &i& it.
Стр. 249 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Стр. 279 - Sweet is the smile of home ; the mutual look When hearts are of each other sure ; Sweet all the joys that crowd the household nook, The haunt of all affections pure...
Стр. 239 - THE Almighty Lord, who is a most strong tower to all them that put their trust in him, to whom all things in heaven, in earth, and under the earth, do bow and obey, be now and evermore thy defence; and make...
Стр. 202 - WHO is the honest man ? He that doth still and strongly good pursue, To God, his neighbour, and himself most true ; Whom neither force nor fawning can Unpin or wrench from giving all their due. Whose honesty is not So loose or easy, that a ruffling wind Can blow away, or glittering look it blind ; Who rides his sure and even trot, While the world now rides by, now lags behind.
Стр. 110 - SOME murmur, when their sky is clear And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue. And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy gild The darkness of their night.
Стр. 55 - When he was reviled, he reviled not again. When he suffered he threatened not, but committed himself to him that judgeth righteously.
Стр. 184 - Be brave, my brother ! He whom Thou servest slights Not even His weakest one ; No deed though poor shall be forgot, However feebly done. The prayer, the wish, the thought, The faintly spoken word, The plan that seemed to come to nought, Each has its own reward...
Стр. 259 - Sail forth into the sea of life, O gentle, loving, trusting wife, And safe from all adversity Upon the bosom of that sea Thy comings and thy goings be! For gentleness and love and trust Prevail o'er angry wave and gust; And in the wreck of noble lives Something immortal still survives!