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... scholars spoke to her , they were going to insult her ; if they did not speak , it was because they pitied her , and that was worse . A fellow scholar one day in passing happened to knock the book out of her hand , upon which Alice at ...
... scholars spoke to her , they were going to insult her ; if they did not speak , it was because they pitied her , and that was worse . A fellow scholar one day in passing happened to knock the book out of her hand , upon which Alice at ...
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... scholars were think- ing only of the singing , it was a cu tom of Miss Summers , worthy of imitation , to make a lesson out of one of the hymns they were going to sing , because she noticed with regret that the words of these hymns ...
... scholars were think- ing only of the singing , it was a cu tom of Miss Summers , worthy of imitation , to make a lesson out of one of the hymns they were going to sing , because she noticed with regret that the words of these hymns ...
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... scholars wondered . Her mother and teacher did not wonder only , but they knelt down and praised the Lord . The town in which Alice lived was visited by that terrible scourge , smallpox . It did its worst work among the poor . As much ...
... scholars wondered . Her mother and teacher did not wonder only , but they knelt down and praised the Lord . The town in which Alice lived was visited by that terrible scourge , smallpox . It did its worst work among the poor . As much ...
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... scholars , who has a practical turn of mind , answered : " Good - bye ! I'm a goner . " A LITTLE bit of a girl wanted more and more buttered toast , till she was told that too much would make her sick . Looking wist- fully at the dish ...
... scholars , who has a practical turn of mind , answered : " Good - bye ! I'm a goner . " A LITTLE bit of a girl wanted more and more buttered toast , till she was told that too much would make her sick . Looking wist- fully at the dish ...
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... scholar knows , there are 365 days and nearly a quarter of another day in a year . Now , how do we dispose of this odd quarter of a day ? Why , every fourth year we add those four quarters of a day together , and thus make them into ...
... scholar knows , there are 365 days and nearly a quarter of another day in a year . Now , how do we dispose of this odd quarter of a day ? Why , every fourth year we add those four quarters of a day together , and thus make them into ...
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Page 22 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Page 182 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Page 228 - Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it: thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water: thou preparest them corn, when thou hast so provided for it. "Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly: thou settlest the furrows thereof: thou makest it soft with showers: thou blessest the springing thereof. 11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness.
Page 184 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, that, when a soul is found sincerely so, a thousand. liveried angels lackey her, driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, and, in clear dream and solemn vision, tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Page 314 - From harmony, from heavenly harmony This universal frame began ; When Nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay, And could not heave her head, The tuneful voice was heard from high, Arise, ye more than dead.
Page 202 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistening with dew ; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Page 262 - Good and evil we know in the field of this world grow up together almost inseparably ; and the knowledge of good is so involved and interwoven with the knowledge of evil...
Page 201 - Two of far nobler shape, erect and tall, Godlike erect, with native honour clad In naked majesty, seem'd lords of all ; And worthy seem'd : for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure, Severe, but in true filial freedom...
Page 184 - Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk. And wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse, contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Page 202 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.