'Hand and heart' Christmas box of firside tales and sketches by A. Giberne [and others]."Hand and Heart" Publishing Offices, 1879 - 160 من الصفحات |
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AGNES GIBERNE Alice answered asked Author Bell better bless BOOKS brother called Carl child Chinkers Christmas church cloth cold comfort course court Curtice dear dinner door dream earth Edith eyes face Farmer father feeling felt fire five friends gave give given HAND AND HEART happy head heard Hohnfrida hope hour husband Illustrations John kind knew late leaves light lived LONDON lonely looked lord matter means merry mind Miss Miss Caradoc mother never OFFICES once passed Peter pony poor present Raye ready returned rich round seemed seen sent shilling Smipes Smith soon story streets sure tell things Thompson thou thought told took voice Walter widow wife wish woman wonder write young
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الصفحة 152 - who maketh his sun to rise upon the evil and the good, and sendeth rain upon the just and the unjust...
الصفحة 107 - Thou shalt not see thy brother's ox or his sheep go astray, and hide thyself from them; thou shalt in any case bring them again unto thy brother.
الصفحة 155 - And I say unto you, make to yourselves friends of the mammon of unrighteousness ; that when ye fail, they may receive you into everlasting habitations.
الصفحة 107 - And if thy brother be not nigh unto thee, or if thou know him not, then thou shalt bring it unto thine own house, and it shall be with thee until thy brother seek after it, and thou shalt restore it to him again.
الصفحة 159 - was an unbeliever. In the pride of my intellect, I thought I could demonstrate the absurdity of Christianity. I thought I could answer the argument from miracles and prophecy ; but your patient, self-denying life was an argument I never could answer. When I saw you spending all your time and all your money in efforts for your fellow-men, undiscouraged by ingratitude and careless of praise, then I thought, ' There is something divine in that man's life/ and that thought brought me here.
الصفحة 157 - he thought ; and in that hour, strange to tell, not one of all his good deeds seemed good enough to lean on — all bore some taint or tinge, to his purified eye, of mortal selfishness, and seemed unholy before the All Pure. "I am going...
الصفحة 80 - So I learned that crumbs are able Lowly hearts to fill with song — Crumbs from off that festal table Lowly hearts will join ere long. He who wintry hours hath given, With the snows gives snow-drops birth : And while angels sing in heaven, God hears robins sing on earth. Only keep thee on the wing, Music dieth in the dust, Nothing that but creeps can sing, Soaring we can sing and trust.