Mysteries of City Life; Or, Stray Leaves from the World's Book: Being a Series of Tales, Sketches, Incidents, and Scenes, Founded Upon the Notes of a Home MissionaryJ.W. Moore, 1849 - 408 sider |
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Side 15
... lives in a world of his own , and he knows no other , that world he rules , he governs , he is its God ! The cries of the poor , are unheeded by him , they live in another world over which he has no power , no control , it is a world ...
... lives in a world of his own , and he knows no other , that world he rules , he governs , he is its God ! The cries of the poor , are unheeded by him , they live in another world over which he has no power , no control , it is a world ...
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... the creation of The one lives in the * To the credit of Philadelphia publishers be it said , such a thing has never occurred to the knowledge of the author . brightness and the beauty of the world , the other MYSTERIES OF CITY LIFE . 27.
... the creation of The one lives in the * To the credit of Philadelphia publishers be it said , such a thing has never occurred to the knowledge of the author . brightness and the beauty of the world , the other MYSTERIES OF CITY LIFE . 27.
Side 36
... live . " “ Yes , massa , in St. " 66 " John , get me my hat , my boots , and cloak , I am going out . " " Yes , massa . * * 99 * The sick man lay on a straw bed . Beside him , worn out with watching and nursing , sat his wife , and ...
... live . " “ Yes , massa , in St. " 66 " John , get me my hat , my boots , and cloak , I am going out . " " Yes , massa . * * 99 * The sick man lay on a straw bed . Beside him , worn out with watching and nursing , sat his wife , and ...
Side 37
... lives , lives in affluence , and is esteemed a good citizen ! MARY ELLIOTT . A SKETCH FROM REAL LIFE . " The stain that on thy virtue lies , Wash'd by thy tears , may yet decay ; As clouds that sully morning skies May all be swept in ...
... lives , lives in affluence , and is esteemed a good citizen ! MARY ELLIOTT . A SKETCH FROM REAL LIFE . " The stain that on thy virtue lies , Wash'd by thy tears , may yet decay ; As clouds that sully morning skies May all be swept in ...
Side 41
... live my life o'er again , this , should be my path.- The past , there is a curse on the past ; we madden at the re- collection of it , and as the mind reels on its unsettled throne , we fall at the shrine of religion , and call upon the ...
... live my life o'er again , this , should be my path.- The past , there is a curse on the past ; we madden at the re- collection of it , and as the mind reels on its unsettled throne , we fall at the shrine of religion , and call upon the ...
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Side 64 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Side 25 - Messiah's name ! 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole : Till o'er our ransom'd nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Side 25 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Side 382 - For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.
Side 264 - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Side 25 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Side 70 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand. When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Side 251 - Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the most High: And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.
Side 107 - Of their own limbs : how many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery ! Sore pierc'd by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut Of cheerless poverty...
Side 211 - Oh grief, beyond all other griefs, when fate First leaves the young heart lone and desolate In the wide world, without that only tie For which it loved to live or feared to die...