Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Том 17Henry Mills Alden Harper & Brothers, 1858 Harper's informs a diverse body of readers of cultural, business, political, literary and scientific affairs. |
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... child ! " Then suddenly starting up , she said , " I must go to her ; I know where she lives ; I have heard him speak of her . I must go to the child ! " Ten minutes more and her tall figure was gliding over the snow through the cold ...
... child ! " Then suddenly starting up , she said , " I must go to her ; I know where she lives ; I have heard him speak of her . I must go to the child ! " Ten minutes more and her tall figure was gliding over the snow through the cold ...
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... child's small , white hands in her own , and said , " God help you , my child ! I have no message from Philip Grant . " The sad face hid itself upon the pillow again , and a low , moaning cry escaped from the lips . Esther gently put ...
... child's small , white hands in her own , and said , " God help you , my child ! I have no message from Philip Grant . " The sad face hid itself upon the pillow again , and a low , moaning cry escaped from the lips . Esther gently put ...
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... child , I loved him once , " she said , and The stranger was brought in and laid upon a bed , and then by the fire - light Nina Evarts knew the fair hair , the lofty brow of Philip Grant . " Leave us ! " Esther said to the men who stood ...
... child , I loved him once , " she said , and The stranger was brought in and laid upon a bed , and then by the fire - light Nina Evarts knew the fair hair , the lofty brow of Philip Grant . " Leave us ! " Esther said to the men who stood ...
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... child ! go to her , mother - she is all alone . Comfort her ; take her in your arms ; she has no mother . And Maud , her sad face is here , to - night , though long ago I saw her in her shroud . Those brown eyes were closed in death ...
... child ! go to her , mother - she is all alone . Comfort her ; take her in your arms ; she has no mother . And Maud , her sad face is here , to - night , though long ago I saw her in her shroud . Those brown eyes were closed in death ...
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... child awakes and hears Thy soft , familiar dashings , and is soothed , And sleeps again . An airy multitude Of little echoes , all unheard by day , Faintly repeat , till morning , after thee , The story of thine endless goings forth ...
... child awakes and hears Thy soft , familiar dashings , and is soothed , And sleeps again . An airy multitude Of little echoes , all unheard by day , Faintly repeat , till morning , after thee , The story of thine endless goings forth ...
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Стр. 130 - for its use' sake, — both to body and soul ! But if anywhere the day is made holy for the mere day's sake, — if anywhere any one sets up its observance upon a Jewish foundation, then I order you to work on it, to ride on it, to dance on it, to feast on it — to do anything that shall reprove this encroachment on the Christian spirit and liberty.
Стр. 271 - Teachers of wisdom, who could once beguile My tedious hours, and lighten every toil, I now resign you; nor with fainting heart; For pass a few short years, or days, or hours, And happier seasons may their dawn unfold, And all your sacred fellowship restore: When, freed from earth, unlimited its powers, Mind shall with mind direct communion hold, And kindred spirits meet to part no more.
Стр. 128 - Prayer for the Queen's Majesty. OLord' our heavenly Father, high and mighty, King of kings, Lord of lords, the only Ruler of princes, who dost from thy throne behold all the dwellers upon earth ; Most heartily we beseech thee with thy favour to behold our most gracious Sovereign Lady, Queen VICTORIA, and so replenish her with, the grace of thy Holy Spirit, that she may alway incline to thy will, and- walk in thy way...
Стр. 166 - And they who fly in terror deem A mighty host behind, And hear the tramp of thousands Upon the hollow wind. Then sweet the hour that brings release From danger and from toil : We talk the battle over, And share the battle's spoil.
Стр. 129 - Ocean and earth, the solid frame of earth And ocean's liquid mass, beneath him lay In gladness and deep joy. | The clouds were touched, And in their silent faces could he read Unutterable love. Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle : sensation, soul, and form All melted into him ; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live ; they were his life.
Стр. 342 - I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill ; but time and chance happeneth to them all.
Стр. 261 - ... the inquiry of truth, which is the love-making or wooing of it; the knowledge of truth, which is the presence of it; and the belief of truth, which is the enjoying of it, is the sovereign good of human nature.
Стр. 361 - Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul ! how near, At times, to faith's foreseeing eye, Thy golden gates appear! Ah! then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above!
Стр. 288 - The Golden Age was first; when man yet new No rule but uncorrupted reason knew; And, with a native bent, did good pursue. Unforced by punishment, unawed by fear, His words were simple, and his soul sincere. Needless was written law, where none oppressed; The law of man was written in his breast. No suppliant crowds before the judge appeared; 120 No court erected yet, nor cause was heard; But all was safe, for conscience was their guard.
Стр. 406 - If, sir, there could be a resurrection from the foot of the gallows, if the victims of justice could live again, collect together and form a society, they would, however loath, soon find themselves obliged to make justice, that justice under which they fell, the fundamental law of their state.