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Página 106 - And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. 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.
Página 106 - 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.
Página 43 - Oh, by Thy soul-inspiring grace Uplift our hearts to realms on high; Help us to look to that bright place Beyond the sky, 4 Where light, and life, and joy, and peace In undivided empire reign, And thronging angels never cease Their deathless strain...
Página 43 - THE radiant morn hath passed away, And spent too soon her golden store ; The shadows of departing day Creep on once more.
Página 168 - Let thine eyes look right on, and let thine eyelids look straight before thee. Ponder the path of thy feet, and let all thy ways be established. Turn not to the right hand nor to the left: remove thy foot from evil.
Página 88 - He hoards to-day; he hoards to-morrow; does nothing else but hoard : At length he has enough a new umbrella to afford ( When all at once he is assailed — a wind arises quick, And both his hands grasp nothing but a new umbrella stick.v A miser is a rich pauper. Such men as Dancer and Elwes were much worse off than com'
Página 35 - Nesta, and the portly Squire welcomed her warmly, as he said — "You are my little daughter's favourite school friend, I understand, and that is a sure passport to our friendship also." There was no mistaking the hearty cordiality of his tone, and Cora, who had been feeling just a little shy and nervous, became perfectly reassured as the Squire stood looking down kindly at her, asking various questions about her journey.
Página 43 - Safe home at last. 8 0 by Thy soul-inspiring grace, Uplift our hearts to realms on high Help us to look to that bright place Beyond the sky; 4 Where light and life and joy and peace In undivided empire reign, And thronging angels never cease Their deathless strain. 5 Where saints are clothed...
Página 34 - Cora never could look anything but a true lady, and that hers was the sweetest, dearest face one could see. She pressed a fluttering little kiss on her brow, and exclaimed — "You look very nice, my pet; and now let us hurry down, for the first gong sounded long ago.
Página 34 - Mrs. Burges was still seated beside her gipsy table, her thin white hands busy with her muslin work, and leaning forward, playing with her scissors and talking earnestly, was a young man, with the Burges face unmistakably, but bis hair and eyes were darker than the family type.