Selections for Homes and SchoolsJewish publication society of America, 1911 - Всего страниц: 444 |
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... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER IIO A. 39. JEPHTHAH'S DAUGHTER..NATHANIEL P. WILLIS III A. 40. THE HEBREW MOTHER . A. 41. SAUL AND DAVID .. A. 42. SONG OF TRIUMPH . FELICIA D. HEMANS 115 JAMES GRAHAME 119 .HANNAH MORE 120 B. 43. SONG OF VICTORY ...
... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER IIO A. 39. JEPHTHAH'S DAUGHTER..NATHANIEL P. WILLIS III A. 40. THE HEBREW MOTHER . A. 41. SAUL AND DAVID .. A. 42. SONG OF TRIUMPH . FELICIA D. HEMANS 115 JAMES GRAHAME 119 .HANNAH MORE 120 B. 43. SONG OF VICTORY ...
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... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER 39 JEPHTHAH'S DAUGHTER Judges xi . 30-31 She stood before her father's gorgeous tent , To listen for his coming . Her loose hair Was resting on her shoulders , like a cloud Floating around a statue , and the wind ...
... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER 39 JEPHTHAH'S DAUGHTER Judges xi . 30-31 She stood before her father's gorgeous tent , To listen for his coming . Her loose hair Was resting on her shoulders , like a cloud Floating around a statue , and the wind ...
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... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER IIO A 39 JEPHTHAH'S DAUGHTER NATHANIEL P WILLIS III THE HEBREW MOTHER FELICIA D HEMANS.
... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER IIO A 39 JEPHTHAH'S DAUGHTER NATHANIEL P WILLIS III THE HEBREW MOTHER FELICIA D HEMANS.
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... the mighty in battle is vanished , The chief of the sword , and the lord of the bow . And long shall the chieftains of Gilead deplore them , 124 SELECTIONS FOR HOMES AND SCHOOLS JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDS DAVID'S LAMENT Robert STEPHEN HAWKER.
... the mighty in battle is vanished , The chief of the sword , and the lord of the bow . And long shall the chieftains of Gilead deplore them , 124 SELECTIONS FOR HOMES AND SCHOOLS JOHN ADDINGTON SYMONDS DAVID'S LAMENT Robert STEPHEN HAWKER.
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... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER 46 DAVID AND JONATHAN On the brow of Gilboa is war's bloody stain , The pride and the beauty of Israel is slain ; O publish it not in proud Askelon's street , Nor tell it in Gath , lest in triumph they meet , For ...
... ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER 46 DAVID AND JONATHAN On the brow of Gilboa is war's bloody stain , The pride and the beauty of Israel is slain ; O publish it not in proud Askelon's street , Nor tell it in Gath , lest in triumph they meet , For ...
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Стр. 333 - Let us (said he) pour on him all we can: Let the world's riches, which dispersed lie, Contract into a span. So strength first made a way; Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure: When almost all was out, God made a stay, Perceiving that alone of all his treasure Rest in the bottom lay. For if I should...
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Стр. 288 - Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold, And to the Presence in the room he said, "What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head, And, with a look made of all sweet accord Answered, " The names of those who love the Lord !
Стр. 323 - TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they Life is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Стр. 214 - Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
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