Through Life and Beyond; and Paul Fenton |
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الصفحة 13
... me to come to Thee . " for had He not said , " Suffer little children to come unto me and for- bid them not , for of such is the kingdom of heaven . " Never was spring of water more welcome to the parched Through Life and Beyond . 13.
... me to come to Thee . " for had He not said , " Suffer little children to come unto me and for- bid them not , for of such is the kingdom of heaven . " Never was spring of water more welcome to the parched Through Life and Beyond . 13.
الصفحة 14
... chose their favourite . " Here we suffer grief and pain , Here we meet to part again , In heaven we part no more . Oh ! that will be joyful . " CHAPTER III . SEPTEMBER TWENTIETH . OM Gordon and his 14 Through Life and Beyond .
... chose their favourite . " Here we suffer grief and pain , Here we meet to part again , In heaven we part no more . Oh ! that will be joyful . " CHAPTER III . SEPTEMBER TWENTIETH . OM Gordon and his 14 Through Life and Beyond .
الصفحة 48
... Heaven over one sinner that re- penteth ; and there is joy this night on earth . Look at Jenny ! First she laughs a bit , then she cries ; she is so happy the prodigal has returned . Only Mrs. Harry Gordon saw any objections to keeping ...
... Heaven over one sinner that re- penteth ; and there is joy this night on earth . Look at Jenny ! First she laughs a bit , then she cries ; she is so happy the prodigal has returned . Only Mrs. Harry Gordon saw any objections to keeping ...
الصفحة 55
... heaven . I can realize all the goodness of God to me then . I always want to pray afterwards , to thank Him for giving me a voice to sing ; and if I dare I would go round and thank every one in the room for Paul Fenton . 55.
... heaven . I can realize all the goodness of God to me then . I always want to pray afterwards , to thank Him for giving me a voice to sing ; and if I dare I would go round and thank every one in the room for Paul Fenton . 55.
الصفحة 59
... the soft ten- der notes , lark - like , nearer and nearer to heaven . No vulgar thoughts distracted his attention . Other boys of his age might be trifling , some whispering , others talking loudly , while a word or Paul Fenton . 59.
... the soft ten- der notes , lark - like , nearer and nearer to heaven . No vulgar thoughts distracted his attention . Other boys of his age might be trifling , some whispering , others talking loudly , while a word or Paul Fenton . 59.
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Through Life and Beyond and Paul Fenton (1870) <span dir=ltr>Mrs F. Marshall Ward</span> لا تتوفر معاينة - 2009 |
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amusement Annie baskets beautiful blind boy bright brother chair CHAPTER cheek clasped Cloth neat companions cried Crown 8vo Crown Octavo dead silence dear death Derby Derbyshire dying Earl of Glenquin exclaimed eyes F. M. WARD face father favourite feel fingers Foolscap 8vo friends Gentle Jesus George Anson hands happy happy day Harry hear heart heaven Hewson Homeward bound hour Hoxton hymn Illustrated Ingle Farm Jack Jack Gordon Jenny John TODD Kilburn kiss knew laugh leave lips listen loved MARSHALL WARD mother Nelly never night passed passion Paternoster Row Paul Fenton Pittsfield poor pray prayer Price rapture round Royal 16mo seemed ship sing sister smile sobbed soft sorrow sound steal sweet tears tell thing thought Tom's tones twentieth of September voice weary weeping Welburn Wood Carving Woodbury words wounded
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الصفحة 54 - And feel thy sovran vital lamp; but thou Revisit'st not these eyes, that roll in vain To find thy piercing ray, and find no dawn; So thick a drop serene hath quenched their orbs, Or dim suffusion veiled.
الصفحة 62 - Dragged from among the horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young...
الصفحة 81 - There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
الصفحة 86 - Oh! when the heart is full — when bitter thoughts Come crowding thickly up for utterance, And the poor common words of courtesy Are such a very mockery — how much The bursting heart may pour itself in prayer!
الصفحة 52 - Thy sinless land, Which eye hath never seen. Visions come and go; Shapes of resplendent beauty round me throng, From angel lips I seem to hear the flow Of soft and holy song.
الصفحة 56 - I not cast down. I am weak, yet strong ; I murmur not that I no longer see ; Poor, old, and helpless, I the more belong, Father Supreme ! to Thee.
الصفحة 91 - Lord ; wait patiently for Him ; and He will give thee Thy heart's desire.
الصفحة 56 - Paradise refresh my brow, That earth in darkness lies. In a purer clime My being fills with rapture, — waves of thought Roll in upon my spirit, — strains sublime Break over me unsought. Give me now my lyre ! I feel the stirrings of a gift divine: Within my bosom glows unearthly fire Lit by no skill of mine.