Aunt Tabitha's Trial: A StoryJ. H. Earle, 1888 - 288 pages |
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Alice Henderson Alice Howard answered Flo arms aunt's Beech Villa better black cat blessing blue eyes Bridget bright cheek child cognomen darling dear Aunt Tabitha door face father feel felt Flo spoke Flo's Florence Wray Florrie Florrie's Flowwy flush gazed gracious grey hair hand happy head heard heart Henderson John Batt John Fanshawe Julian Batt kiss knew laughing lawyer lips little girl Lord ma'am Madame Wrigley's maid Mary MARY HOWITT merry mind Miss Howard Miss Tabitha Trant Miss Trant looked Miss Wray Miss Wray's mistress morning mother never old lady old lady's Oliver Oliver's once parlour pigeon poor little Princess quiet quoth round sleep smile sweet Tabitha spoke tears tell Temple Chambers Thames Side thing Thirlmere thought tiny trial turned voice whispered wife wish wock wonder words young
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Page 227 - When the poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue faileth for thirst, I the Lord will hear them, I the God of Israel will not forsake them. I will open rivers in high places, and fountains in the midst of the valleys: I will make the wilderness a pool of water, and the dry land springs of water.
Page 108 - But if any provide not for his own, and specially for those of his own house, he hath denied the faith, and is worse than an infidel.
Page 150 - THE Lord hear thee in the day of trouble; the name of the God of Jacob defend thee; Send thee help from the sanctuary, and strengthen thee out of Zion...
Page 225 - As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the LORD is round about his people from henceforth even for ever.
Page 33 - A DREARY place would be this earth, Were there no little people in it ; The song of life would lose its mirth, Were there no children to begin it...
Page 244 - And Pharaoh's daughter said unto her, Take this child away, and nurse it for me, and I will give thee thy wages.
Page 98 - Spurn'd by the young, but hugg'd by the old To the very verge of the churchyard mould ; Price of many a crime untold ; Gold! Gold! Gold! Gold...
Page 278 - That all the jarring notes of life Seem blending in a psalm, And all the angles of its strife Slow rounding into calm. And so the shadows fall apart, And so the west winds play ; And all the windows of my heart I open to the day.
Page 3 - Mong the tribes of swarthy men ; Wheresoe'er a foot hath gone, Wheresoe'er the sun hath shone On a league of peopled ground, Little children may be found ! Blessings on them ! they in me Move a kindly sympathy, With their wishes hopes and fears ; With their laughter and their tears ; With their wonder so intense, And their small experience ! Little children, not alone On the wide earth are ye known.
Page 109 - O little hands ! that, weak or strong, Have still to serve or rule so long, Have still so long to give or ask ; I, who so much with book and pen Have toiled among my fellow-men, Am weary, thinking of your task. O little hearts ! that throb and beat With such impatient, feverish heat, Such limitless and strong desires ; Mine that so long has glowed and burned, \Vith passions into ashes turned Now covers and conceals its fires.