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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Výsledky 6 - 10 z 58.
Strana 63
... tell you now , that I will not sell it . " 66 This , Mr. Clifford , needs no repetition . " " Aye , but it does , and when that young lady made the same request for her piano , my answer was the same . Stop , Sir , hear me out — no man ...
... tell you now , that I will not sell it . " 66 This , Mr. Clifford , needs no repetition . " " Aye , but it does , and when that young lady made the same request for her piano , my answer was the same . Stop , Sir , hear me out — no man ...
Strana 73
... tell . I loved , and the object of my love returned it . I have an indistinct recollection of a large assembly , a pair of sparkling eyes , ruby lips , and features of an angel . There was a wildness in our loves , unaccountable . My ...
... tell . I loved , and the object of my love returned it . I have an indistinct recollection of a large assembly , a pair of sparkling eyes , ruby lips , and features of an angel . There was a wildness in our loves , unaccountable . My ...
Strana 82
... tell , This agony of sounds bespeak a living hell ; " There madness reigns , while curses loud and deep , With horrid slumbers midnight vigils keep ; The affrighted soul , appall'd starts fearful back , Nor seeks to trace crime's long ...
... tell , This agony of sounds bespeak a living hell ; " There madness reigns , while curses loud and deep , With horrid slumbers midnight vigils keep ; The affrighted soul , appall'd starts fearful back , Nor seeks to trace crime's long ...
Strana 86
... tell you all about it . There came a young man to our village from the city ; he was dressed different from our lads , had fine clothes ; and some people say he had a monstrous power of money . Well , Sir , he courted pretty Mary , that ...
... tell you all about it . There came a young man to our village from the city ; he was dressed different from our lads , had fine clothes ; and some people say he had a monstrous power of money . Well , Sir , he courted pretty Mary , that ...
Strana 87
... tell you , Sir , that Smith went to the tavern and demanded a private interview with the stranger man ; it lasted two hours , and they say , when Smith came out , the tears ran down his cheeks . I never heard what passed . " I gave the ...
... tell you , Sir , that Smith went to the tavern and demanded a private interview with the stranger man ; it lasted two hours , and they say , when Smith came out , the tears ran down his cheeks . I never heard what passed . " I gave the ...
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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...