The Christian Parlor Magazine, المجلد 3J. H. Pratt & Company, 1847 |
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... heard the wind's deep sigh , Or caught the never - ceasing , dirge - like sound Of Egean's placid waters murmuring by ; And fancied oft , perchance , a voice divine In those hoarse winds and murmuring waters spoke , An oracle from her ...
... heard the wind's deep sigh , Or caught the never - ceasing , dirge - like sound Of Egean's placid waters murmuring by ; And fancied oft , perchance , a voice divine In those hoarse winds and murmuring waters spoke , An oracle from her ...
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... heard while sleep was on him , and he awoke with a light- ened heart . 66 Surely the Lord is in this place , and I knew it not . " Suddenly sometimes the Lord comes into his holy temple . The humble soul of the believer , cast down ...
... heard while sleep was on him , and he awoke with a light- ened heart . 66 Surely the Lord is in this place , and I knew it not . " Suddenly sometimes the Lord comes into his holy temple . The humble soul of the believer , cast down ...
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... heard with attention . I have heard my father say he never knew him tell an un- truth or prevaricate in the least . Indeed , there was always something about him which gain- ed the love of all who knew him , and rever anything which ...
... heard with attention . I have heard my father say he never knew him tell an un- truth or prevaricate in the least . Indeed , there was always something about him which gain- ed the love of all who knew him , and rever anything which ...
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... heard it said that the difference was to be attributed to the fact that this discourse was written at a time when he had but partially recovered from an attack of epilepsy . In the course of the ser- mon there occurs this remarkable ...
... heard it said that the difference was to be attributed to the fact that this discourse was written at a time when he had but partially recovered from an attack of epilepsy . In the course of the ser- mon there occurs this remarkable ...
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... heard that the late chief justice Parsons , than whom there was no better judge in all matters of taste and intellect , remarked , after hearing him preach at the Thursday lecture a sermon on Provi- dence , that his audience were so ...
... heard that the late chief justice Parsons , than whom there was no better judge in all matters of taste and intellect , remarked , after hearing him preach at the Thursday lecture a sermon on Provi- dence , that his audience were so ...
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الصفحة 16 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied—- We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came, dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
الصفحة 327 - For inquire, I pray thee, of the former age, And prepare thyself to the search of their fathers : (For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, Because our days upon earth are a shadow:) Shall not they teach thee, and tell thee, And utter words out of their heart?
الصفحة 66 - THE Lord hear thee in the day of trouble; the name of the God of Jacob defend thee; Send thee help from the sanctuary, and strengthen thee out of Zion...
الصفحة 198 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er, or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unrolled.
الصفحة 350 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost!
الصفحة 5 - And behold, I am with thee, and will keep thee in all places whither thou goest, and will bring thee again into this land; for I will not leave thee until I have done that which I have spoken to thee of.
الصفحة 178 - But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him; and his righteousness unto children's children ; to such as keep his covenant, and to those that remember his commandments to do them.
الصفحة 349 - Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer ! and let the ice-plains echo, God...
الصفحة 349 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain— Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet?— God!
الصفحة 246 - It ceased ; yet still the sails made on A pleasant noise till noon, A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.