Labours of Love: A Tale for the YoungWilliam P. Nimmo, 1870 - 224 sider |
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... , how good you would find me ! ' ' But won't my Lucy's heart be quite new if she roots out diligently all the little weeds that begin to grow ? ' asked Mrs. Mason . Lucy fervently hoped it would , and was quite pleased.
... , how good you would find me ! ' ' But won't my Lucy's heart be quite new if she roots out diligently all the little weeds that begin to grow ? ' asked Mrs. Mason . Lucy fervently hoped it would , and was quite pleased.
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... begin , even to her mother . The plans that were floating through her brain were so very new and vague , that she feared they might be set aside as useless , and she did wish so very much to put them into execution . ' Then , mamma , I ...
... begin , even to her mother . The plans that were floating through her brain were so very new and vague , that she feared they might be set aside as useless , and she did wish so very much to put them into execution . ' Then , mamma , I ...
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... begin ? ' Mrs. Mason lifted her daughter's face and kissed her . ' Go not forward in your own strength , my child . We shall talk of it afterwards . ' Lucy knew what this meant ; and when she went to her room to lay past her things ...
... begin ? ' Mrs. Mason lifted her daughter's face and kissed her . ' Go not forward in your own strength , my child . We shall talk of it afterwards . ' Lucy knew what this meant ; and when she went to her room to lay past her things ...
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... Begin now , dear child , in your own home . Are you never cross , or angry , or impatient ? Ah , which of you can say you are free from all those sins ? Here , then , is plenty to do in the meantime - to weed the garden of your heart ...
... Begin now , dear child , in your own home . Are you never cross , or angry , or impatient ? Ah , which of you can say you are free from all those sins ? Here , then , is plenty to do in the meantime - to weed the garden of your heart ...
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... on Bessie's face , and the painful blush as she confessed her ignorance , told her this would not do , and that she must begin at the very beginning . So , resolving to be very patient , Lucy heard Bessie say over 51 THE CHILD-TEACHER,
... on Bessie's face , and the painful blush as she confessed her ignorance , told her this would not do , and that she must begin at the very beginning . So , resolving to be very patient , Lucy heard Bessie say over 51 THE CHILD-TEACHER,
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Annie asked Bessie beautiful Bessie's better Bible blessing bonnet busy CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE Charlie Charlie's child cold comfort cottage curtsey darling daughter dear Dobson dream dress Edition Eliza Emily eyes face Farm father fear feel felt flowers glad hand happy head hear heard heart heaven Higgins HISTORY OF SCOTLAND hope Hugh I'm so tired Kate kind knew LABOURS lady LITTLE COOK little Lizzie Lizzie look Lucy's Madam mamma Martha Mason Miss Lucy Miss White morning mother Nannie never nice night nine o'clock Old Red Sandstone pale flowers parlour poor pretty pride promised ready ROBERT BURNS round seemed Seton sister smile soon sorry spirit sunbeam sure sweet tears tell thank things thought tired told took voice waiting walk weary wish wonder words young
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Side 87 - Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap ; which neither have storehouse nor barn ; and God feedeth them : how much more are ye better than the fowls?
Side 149 - Gather, then, each flower that grows, When the young heart overflows, To embalm that tent of snows. Bear a lily in thy hand; Gates of brass cannot withstand One touch of that magic wand. Bear through sorrow, wrong, and ruth, In thy heart the dew of youth, On thy lips the smile of truth.
Side 74 - Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness He requireth Is to feel your need of Him ; This He gives you ; :!|: 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden. Lost and ruined by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all : Not the righteous, :||: Sinners, Jesus came to call.
Side 55 - There are briers besetting every path, That call for patient care ; There is a cross in every lot, And an earnest need for prayer ; But a lowly heart that leans on Thee Is happy anywhere. In a service which Thy will appoints, There are no bonds for me ; For my inmost heart is taught ' the truth That makes Thy children ' free ; ' And a life of self-renouncing love Is a life of liberty.
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Side 13 - ... experience on earth. Part Third DEMONSTRATES THE INTEREST WHICH THOSE IN HEAVEN FEEL IN EARTH, AND PROVES, WITH REMARKABLE CLEARNESS, THAT SUCH AN INTEREST EXISTS NOT ONLY WITH THE ALMIGHTY AND AMONG THE ANGELS, BUT ALSO AMONG THE SPIRITS OF DEPARTED FRIENDS. "We unhesitatingly give our opinion that this volume is one of the most delightful productions of a religious character which has appeared for some time ; and we would desire to see it pass Into extensive circulation.
Side 85 - OUT of the bosom of the Air, Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken, Over the woodlands brown and bare, Over the harvest fields forsaken, Silent, and soft, and slow Descends the snow. Even as our cloudy fancies take Suddenly shape in some divine expression, Even as the troubled heart doth make In the white countenance confession, The troubled sky reveals The grief it feels. This is the poem of the air, Slowly...
Side 10 - Each volume is complete in itself, forming an independent collection of stories. The work may also be had in Twelve Double Volumes, handsomely bound in cloth, price 3s. each, or in Roxburgh gilt top, for libraries, etc., price 4s.
Side 143 - And if he trespass against thee seven times in a day, and seven times in a day turn again to thee, saying, I repent; thou shalt forgive him.
Side 87 - Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing ? And one of them shall not fall to 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.