Mahalinda: Or, The Two Cousins ...author, 1858 - 271 sider |
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... YOUNG . ABOUT twenty and five years before Jones came to Onancock , a very wealthy family , under the title of Scarborough , emigrated from England , and buying a large tract of land and many slaves , settled on the banks of another ...
... YOUNG . ABOUT twenty and five years before Jones came to Onancock , a very wealthy family , under the title of Scarborough , emigrated from England , and buying a large tract of land and many slaves , settled on the banks of another ...
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... young heart , sprout early , and grow to maturity with the advancement of the child ; and unless they are plucked out before the roots have struck too deeply in the genial soil , nothing but the spirit of the living God can subvert the ...
... young heart , sprout early , and grow to maturity with the advancement of the child ; and unless they are plucked out before the roots have struck too deeply in the genial soil , nothing but the spirit of the living God can subvert the ...
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... young disposition less pleas- ant - sweet , mild , and affectionate ; a fertile spot in the midst of a desert world , refreshing every thing that moved in her cheerful compass . Her heart , although child - like and simple , was im ...
... young disposition less pleas- ant - sweet , mild , and affectionate ; a fertile spot in the midst of a desert world , refreshing every thing that moved in her cheerful compass . Her heart , although child - like and simple , was im ...
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... young life , and points out every ray Of hope and peace we've lost upon the way . " - MOORE . WHEN Jones reached the bay - shore , the boat had already struck the sand , and was beating heavily in the roaring breakers . Walking down to ...
... young life , and points out every ray Of hope and peace we've lost upon the way . " - MOORE . WHEN Jones reached the bay - shore , the boat had already struck the sand , and was beating heavily in the roaring breakers . Walking down to ...
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... long an absence , when the thought of the sad news he was bearing home of a husband's death , and a tear the most mournful that he had ever shed trickled down his cheek . Alas ! child of sorrow , thou art young to THE TWO COUSINS . 43.
... long an absence , when the thought of the sad news he was bearing home of a husband's death , and a tear the most mournful that he had ever shed trickled down his cheek . Alas ! child of sorrow , thou art young to THE TWO COUSINS . 43.
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Alonzo Amos Jones Andrew Hall arms ascer asked Aunt Amie beautiful bosom Bradford brother called cause cheek cheerful child cottage dark daughter dear death door dream drew Hall Dutchman earthly exclaimed eyes father fear feel felt forever hand happy heard heart heaven hope hour humble Illnetta Isle of Pines kind knew lady Leander leave Lecatt live look Lord Scarborough Lucus Mahalinda Manchester Margaret Mary Scarborough massa Jones Matilda mind morning mother ness never night ocean Onancock passed peace poor preacher replied Robert Scarborough schooner ship shore smile soon soul speak spirit spoke stranger suffering surprise sweet tears tell tempest thee thing thou thought tion tories trembling truth turned Upshire Vansant voice walked weep whip-poor-will whispered wife wind woman words wretched young
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Side 107 - When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a swaddling band for it, And brake up for it my decreed place, and set bars and doors, And said, "Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here shall thy proud waves be stayed?
Side 81 - AGAIN, ye have heard that it hath been said by them of old time, Thou shalt not forswear thyself, but shalt perform unto the Lord thine oaths...
Side 254 - Ye noble few, who here unbending stand Beneath life's pressure, yet bear up awhile ; And what your bounded view, which only saw A little part, deemed evil, is no more : The storms of Wintry time will quickly pass, And one unbounded Spring encircle alL A HYMN.
Side 158 - There shall he welcome thee, when thou shalt stand On his bright morning hills, with smiles more sweet Than when at first he took thee by the hand, Through the fair earth to lead thy tender feet. He shall bring back, but brighter, broader still, Life's early glory to thine eyes again, Shall clothe thy spirit with new strength, and fill Thy leaping heart with warmer love than then.
Side 82 - But I say unto you, Swear not at all; neither by heaven; for it is God's throne; nor by the earth; for it is his footstool : neither by Jerusalem ; for it is the city of the great King. Neither shalt thou swear by thy head, because thou canst not make one hair white or black. But let your communication be, Yea, yea; Nay, nay: for whatsoever is more than these cometh of evil.
Side 169 - From the black clouds, lies weltering and alone, Lashing and writhing till its strength be gone. Thy voice is like the thunder, and thy sleep Is as a giant's slumber, loud and deep.
Side 79 - There was a time," he said, in mild, Heart-humbled tones — " thou blessed child ! When young, and haply pure as thou, I look'd and pray'd like thee — but now — " He hung his head — each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept ! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know. "There's a drop...
Side 197 - tis sweet to me ! There, — drink my tears, while yet they fall, — Would that my bosom's blood were balm, And, well thou know'st, I'd shed it all, To give thy brow one minute's calm.
Side 79 - And how felt he, the wretched man Reclining there — while memory ran O'er many a year of guilt and strife, Flew o'er the dark flood of his life , Nor found one sunny resting-place, Nor brought him back one branch of grace! "There was a time," he said, in mild, Heart-humbled tones — "thou blessed child!
Side 117 - She gazed upon a world she scarcely knew As seeking not to know it ; silent, lone, As grows a flower, thus quietly she grew, And kept her heart serene within its zone. There was awe in the homage which she drew ; Her spirit seem'd as seated on a throne Apart from the surrounding world, and strong In its own strength — most strange in one so young!