The Lamp of love, ed. by C.H. Bateman |
Kirjan sisältä
Tulokset 1 - 5 kokonaismäärästä 65
Sivu
... heard strains of sweetest music . Wonder- ing much at so unwonted a sound , he left his cave and went forth into the forest . There , sitting on a stone , was a poor man , playing on a flute ; he had lost his way ; and , tired of ...
... heard strains of sweetest music . Wonder- ing much at so unwonted a sound , he left his cave and went forth into the forest . There , sitting on a stone , was a poor man , playing on a flute ; he had lost his way ; and , tired of ...
Sivu 4
... heard , and the coach itself came dashing up the street at a tremendous rate ; the coachman apparently wishing to delude the good folks of Ribbleton into the idea that such was the ordinary speed of his horses . Great was the attention ...
... heard , and the coach itself came dashing up the street at a tremendous rate ; the coachman apparently wishing to delude the good folks of Ribbleton into the idea that such was the ordinary speed of his horses . Great was the attention ...
Sivu 10
... heard his carter one day in the yard swearing dreadfully at his horses . The carrier was a man who feared God . He was shocked to hear the terrible oaths that resounded through the yard . He went up to the lad 10 THE LAMP OF LOVE .
... heard his carter one day in the yard swearing dreadfully at his horses . The carrier was a man who feared God . He was shocked to hear the terrible oaths that resounded through the yard . He went up to the lad 10 THE LAMP OF LOVE .
Sivu 12
... heard clear and silvery above the rest , as was its wont ; but her thoughts went not with the words of the hymn which she was singing in the unknown Latin tongue ; her imagination was filled with what she had been But reading in that ...
... heard clear and silvery above the rest , as was its wont ; but her thoughts went not with the words of the hymn which she was singing in the unknown Latin tongue ; her imagination was filled with what she had been But reading in that ...
Sivu 13
... heard this so often , that it is like an old story to you , and many of you , alas ! pay little heed to it ; but to this poor nun , the discovery of this great truth was like coming suddenly on a vast trea- sure - nay , it was her life ...
... heard this so often , that it is like an old story to you , and many of you , alas ! pay little heed to it ; but to this poor nun , the discovery of this great truth was like coming suddenly on a vast trea- sure - nay , it was her life ...
Yleiset termit ja lausekkeet
angry Annie asked beautiful Bible bird blessed boat bright brother called Charlie child Christ City of Destruction Clayton colporteur cried dear Dora earth exclaimed eyes father feel felt flowers friends Garner George give God's hand happy hear heard heart heaven Herbert holy hope Jesus Jesus Christ JOHN REYNOLDS Julia knew laugh Leigh ligion little boy little girl little sweep live lonely look Lord mamma Mary Moab morning mother Nancy never night passed Pilgrim's Progress play poor pray prayer replied Ribbleton Sabbath Saviour seemed Sepoys sing Sister Theresa smile soon soul sound of music St Petersburg stop story sunbeam sure sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought thousand leaves told trees Uncle William voice Wellingborough wife wind wish wonder woods words
Suositut otteet
Sivu 133 - WHEN I can read my title clear To mansions in the skies, I bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes.
Sivu 146 - tis here denied thee In solitude to pray, Should holy thoughts come o'er thee When friends are round thy way ; E'en then the silent breathing Of thy spirit raised above, Will reach His throne of glory, Who is mercy, truth, and love.
Sivu 137 - Along the emblazoned wall. This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword, This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced, with his golden pen, On the deathless page, truths half so sage As he wrote down for men.
Sivu 137 - This was the bravest warrior That ever buckled sword; This the most gifted poet That ever breathed a word; And never earth's philosopher Traced, with his golden pen, On the deathless page truths half so sage As he wrote down for men. And had he not high honor?
Sivu 146 - Remember all who love thee, All who are loved by thee ; Pray, too, for those who hate thee, If any such there be ; Then for thyself in meekness, A blessing humbly claim, And link with each petition Thy great Redeemer's name.
Sivu 138 - Incarnate Son of God. O lonely grave in Moab's land ! O dark Beth-Peor's hill ! Speak to these curious hearts of ours, And teach them to be still. God hath His mysteries of grace, Ways that we cannot tell ; He hides them deep, like the hidden sleep Of him He loved so well.
Sivu 136 - Noiselessly as the daylight Comes back when night is done, And the crimson streak on ocean's cheek Grows into the great sun. Noiselessly as the spring-time Her crown of verdure weaves. And all the trees on all the hills Open their thousand leaves...
Sivu 136 - By Nebo's lonely mountain, On this side Jordan's wave, In a vale in the land of Moab, There lies a lonely grave. And no man knows that sepulchre, And no man saw it e'er, For the angels of God upturned the sod, And laid the dead man there.
Sivu 146 - Oh ! not a joy or blessing, With this can we compare,— The power that he hath given us To pour our souls in prayer. Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness, Before his footstool fall, And remember in thy gladness His grace who gave thee all.
Sivu 136 - Open their thousand leaves : So, without sound of music, Or voice of them that wept, Silently down, from the mountain's crown, The great procession swept. Perchance the bald old eagle, On gray Bethpeor's height, Out of his rocky eyrie Looked on the wondrous sight...