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Side 31
... sometimes they chase each other playfully about the park , and frisk like young lambs : all their movements are full of grace and elegance ; their step is so light and elastic that they seem to scarcely touch the velvet turf as they ...
... sometimes they chase each other playfully about the park , and frisk like young lambs : all their movements are full of grace and elegance ; their step is so light and elastic that they seem to scarcely touch the velvet turf as they ...
Side 34
... sometimes : but then I forgot ; she is grown up , that wouldn't do . ' " I think the grown - up people keep order a little , don't you ? ' asked Serena . They do for bad children , perhaps . ' ' But we are all bad sometimes , ' said ...
... sometimes : but then I forgot ; she is grown up , that wouldn't do . ' " I think the grown - up people keep order a little , don't you ? ' asked Serena . They do for bad children , perhaps . ' ' But we are all bad sometimes , ' said ...
Side 50
... sometimes two , and in nineteen out of twenty Harry was defeated . One day a neighbour remarked , ' Well , Mrs. Collins , I should be miserable if I had a child like that . ' coolly , and now he is as good a boy as we ' Jem was worse ...
... sometimes two , and in nineteen out of twenty Harry was defeated . One day a neighbour remarked , ' Well , Mrs. Collins , I should be miserable if I had a child like that . ' coolly , and now he is as good a boy as we ' Jem was worse ...
Side 66
... sometimes to be very old - they have been known to live for a hundred years : if my Polly lives to be so old as that he may belong perhaps to my great - grand- children - who knows ? I am sure you would admire him very much ; his wings ...
... sometimes to be very old - they have been known to live for a hundred years : if my Polly lives to be so old as that he may belong perhaps to my great - grand- children - who knows ? I am sure you would admire him very much ; his wings ...
Side 70
... the rabbit for half an hour together , and he sometimes ended by being not quite sure himself which of the two Marions it was he loved so dearly . CHAPTER III . THE summer passed , and winter set. 70 No. V. THE CHILDREN'S PRIZE .
... the rabbit for half an hour together , and he sometimes ended by being not quite sure himself which of the two Marions it was he loved so dearly . CHAPTER III . THE summer passed , and winter set. 70 No. V. THE CHILDREN'S PRIZE .
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Side 161 - Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.
Side 130 - If Thou should'st call me to resign What most I prize, it ne'er was mine ; I only yield Thee what is Thine :
Side 15 - But He whom now we trust in Shall then be seen and known, And they that know and see Him Shall have Him for their own.
Side 15 - And bright with many an angel, And all the martyr throng. The Prince is ever in them, The daylight is serene ; The pastures of the blessed Are decked in glorious sheen.
Side 130 - My God, my Father, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way, 0 teach me from my heart to say, "Thy will be done!
Side 107 - Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; For 'twas to bless such souls as these, The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — Thine let our offspring be.
Side 65 - Where daisies opened to the sun, In a broad meadow, green and white, The lambs were racing eagerly — • We never saw a prettier sight. We saw upon the shady banks Long rows of golden flowers shine, And first mistook for buttercups The star-shaped yellow celandine.
Side 107 - And yield them up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, — Thine let our offspring be. ~ 4 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear ; Ye children, seek his face ; And fly with transport to receive The blessings of his grace.
Side 65 - And from the earth the plough turned up There came a sweet refreshing smell, Such as the lily of the vale Sends forth from many a woodland dell. We saw the yellow wall-flower wave Upon a mouldering castle wall, And then we watched the busy rooks Among the ancient elm trees tall.
Side 157 - To warm and to guard them, her love was so strong ; And her mate sat beside her and sung her a song. One day the young birds were all crying for food, So off flew their mother away from her brood ; And up came some boys who were wicked and rude.