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answered arms asked beauty become began believe better body cause Church cousin Crossthwaite dared dear door earth eyes face fancy fear feel fellow felt fresh give given God's half hand head hear heard heart heaven hope human keep knew labor land least leave less light Lillian live look Lord Mackaye matter mean mind morning mother Muslin nature never night once passed perhaps political poor puir question rest rich round seemed seen shillings soul speak spirit starving stood stopped story strange sure talk tell there's thing thou thought till told took tried true truth turned voice whole wish wonder write young
Sivu 29 - A fiery soul, which, working out its way, Fretted the pigmy body to decay, And o'er-informed the tenement of clay...
Sivu 370 - Thou art, of what sort the eternal life of the saints was to be, which eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nor hath it entered into the heart of man to conceive.
Sivu 283 - If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us; but if we confess our sins, God is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
Sivu 229 - The Western wind was wild and dank with foam, And all alone went she. The creeping tide came up along the sand, And o'er and o'er the sand, And round and round the sand, As far as eye could see; The blinding mist came down and hid the land; And never home came she.
Sivu 274 - ... all things to all men, if by any means he may save some ; but that he has a right to demand that the scholar shall ascend to him before he is taught ; that he shall raise himself up of his own strength into the teacher's region of thought as well as feeling ; to do for himself, in short, under penalty of being called an unbeliever, just what the preacher professes to do for him.
Sivu 153 - O'ershadowing it with soft and lulling wings, The blood and life within those snowy fingers Teach witchcraft to the instrumental strings. My brain is wild, my breath comes quick The blood is listening in my frame, And thronging shadows, fast and thick, Fall on my overflowing eyes; My heart is quivering like a flame; As morning dew, that in the sunbeam dies, I am dissolved in these consuming ecstasies.