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... home , never again to rise . She suffered terrible pain in her head and in every part of her body , and had no wish to live . From the beginning she said , ' I want to rest in the arms of Jesus ; I want to go to Jesus . ' you quite ...
... home , never again to rise . She suffered terrible pain in her head and in every part of her body , and had no wish to live . From the beginning she said , ' I want to rest in the arms of Jesus ; I want to go to Jesus . ' you quite ...
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... home , on which the blessing of God did most truly rest ; the outward beauty and peace of that cottage home bearing true witness to the life of holy love and prayer , and of mutual help and service , that was lived within it . On the ...
... home , on which the blessing of God did most truly rest ; the outward beauty and peace of that cottage home bearing true witness to the life of holy love and prayer , and of mutual help and service , that was lived within it . On the ...
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... rest of the afternoon was spent in games of various kinds , for which the spacious room afforded every facility , and which all seemed heartily to enjoy , till the approaching dusk warned them that it was time to disperse to their homes ...
... rest of the afternoon was spent in games of various kinds , for which the spacious room afforded every facility , and which all seemed heartily to enjoy , till the approaching dusk warned them that it was time to disperse to their homes ...
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... HOME AND REGISTRY FOR FEMALE SERVANTS , St. Alan's Street . Wade Lane . LINCOLN . ' G F.S. HOME , 27 Cheviot Street ... REST , Commercial Road . Board and Lodging , 75 . and 85. a - week . YORK . SERVANTS ' HOME , 24 Coney Street ...
... HOME AND REGISTRY FOR FEMALE SERVANTS , St. Alan's Street . Wade Lane . LINCOLN . ' G F.S. HOME , 27 Cheviot Street ... REST , Commercial Road . Board and Lodging , 75 . and 85. a - week . YORK . SERVANTS ' HOME , 24 Coney Street ...
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... HOME FOR GIRLS , Sandhurst . -5s . per week . Apply to Miss Peacock . RHYL SEASIDE CONVALESCENT HOSPITAL . - Apply to Mrs. Tudor Owen , Sywell House , Rhyl , N. Wales . HOME OF REST , WEYMOUTH . - Terms , 75. and 8s . per week . Address ...
... HOME FOR GIRLS , Sandhurst . -5s . per week . Apply to Miss Peacock . RHYL SEASIDE CONVALESCENT HOSPITAL . - Apply to Mrs. Tudor Owen , Sywell House , Rhyl , N. Wales . HOME OF REST , WEYMOUTH . - Terms , 75. and 8s . per week . Address ...
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Page 108 - I WANDERED lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host of golden daffodils, Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the Milky Way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Page 199 - Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Or sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Page 199 - What thou art, we know not ; What is most like thee ? From rainbow clouds there flow not Drops so bright to see, As from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Page 199 - ETHEREAL minstrel ! pilgrim of the sky ! Dost thou despise the earth where cares abound ? Or, while the wings aspire, are heart and eye Both with thy nest upon the dewy ground? Thy nest which thou canst drop into at will, Those quivering wings composed, that music still...
Page 208 - But ye, beloved, building up yourselves on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Ghost, Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.
Page 198 - Sweet air, blow soft ; mount, lark, aloft To give my Love good-morrow ! Wings from the wind to please her mind, Notes from the lark I'll borrow : Bird, prune thy wing ! nightingale, sing ! To give my Love good-morrow ! To give my Love good-morrow Notes from them all I'll borrow.
Page 200 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chaunt, and disburden his full soul Of all its music...
Page 38 - Whose adorning let it not be that outward adorning of plaiting the hair, and of wearing of gold, or of putting on of apparel ; but let it be the hidden man of the heart, in that which is not corruptible, even the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price.
Page 200 - Everything did banish moan, Save the nightingale alone: She, poor bird, as all forlorn, Lean'd her breast up-till a thorn, And there sung the dolefull'st ditty, That to hear it was great pity. 'Fie, fie, fie...
Page 62 - Where did you come from, baby dear? Out of the everywhere into here. Where did you get your eyes so blue? Out of the sky as I came through. What makes the light in them sparkle and spin? Some of the starry spikes left in. Where did you get that little tear? I found it waiting when I got here.