Mysteries of City Life; Or, Stray Leaves from the World's Book: Being a Series of Tales, Sketches, Incidents, and Scenes, Founded Upon the Notes of a Home MissionaryJ.W. Moore, 1849 - 408 strán (strany) |
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Strana 14
... feel as if its light was sent on earth for the rich alone . They shrink too from the storm and tempest , and feel as if they were the icicles of earth hanging superfluous on the branches of the tree of life ! O ! how awful it is to have ...
... feel as if its light was sent on earth for the rich alone . They shrink too from the storm and tempest , and feel as if they were the icicles of earth hanging superfluous on the branches of the tree of life ! O ! how awful it is to have ...
Strana 55
... feel her pangs far less than if that Christian feeling had not dwelt in her bosom . The same star that pointed out to the Eastern Magi the birth - place of our Saviour has already conducted the good and charitable to their relief . Let ...
... feel her pangs far less than if that Christian feeling had not dwelt in her bosom . The same star that pointed out to the Eastern Magi the birth - place of our Saviour has already conducted the good and charitable to their relief . Let ...
Strana 61
... it is a family relic - I will give you the fifty dollars the price you paid , and I feel assured under the circumstances , you will not refuse me this favor ? " " I cannot take it , Sir . " " 6 MYSTERIES OF CITY LIFE . 61.
... it is a family relic - I will give you the fifty dollars the price you paid , and I feel assured under the circumstances , you will not refuse me this favor ? " " I cannot take it , Sir . " " 6 MYSTERIES OF CITY LIFE . 61.
Strana 78
... feel- ings of a drunkard , who paint these dark hours of his lone night when the demons of hell are let loose to worry him ? Who picture these mental scenes of horror which are con- jured up by the imagination , and torture the mind ...
... feel- ings of a drunkard , who paint these dark hours of his lone night when the demons of hell are let loose to worry him ? Who picture these mental scenes of horror which are con- jured up by the imagination , and torture the mind ...
Strana 85
... the scene ; and I feel while gazing upon these evidences of true affec- tion , that here I would like to moulder , and pass away into the world of spirits , leaving behind some kindred friend 8 MYSTERIES OF CITY LIFE . 85.
... the scene ; and I feel while gazing upon these evidences of true affec- tion , that here I would like to moulder , and pass away into the world of spirits , leaving behind some kindred friend 8 MYSTERIES OF CITY LIFE . 85.
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Strana 64 - Through tatter'd clothes small vices do appear ; Robes, and furr'd gowns, hide all. Plate sin with gold, And the strong lance of justice hurtless breaks : Arm it in rags, a pigmy's straw doth pierce it.
Strana 25 - Messiah's name ! 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole : Till o'er our ransom'd nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.
Strana 25 - What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown ; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone...
Strana 382 - For the oppression of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the LORD; I will set him in safety from him that puffeth at him.
Strana 264 - tis too horrible ! The weariest and most loathed worldly life, ^ That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment Can lay on nature, is a paradise To what we fear of death.
Strana 25 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Strana 70 - And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother's blood from thy hand. When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.
Strana 251 - Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the most High: And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.
Strana 107 - Of their own limbs : how many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery ! Sore pierc'd by wintry winds, How many shrink into the sordid hut Of cheerless poverty...
Strana 211 - Oh grief, beyond all other griefs, when fate First leaves the young heart lone and desolate In the wide world, without that only tie For which it loved to live or feared to die...