Paul Haddon, by the author of 'Somebody and nobody'.Jarrold&Sons, 1874 - 262 pagini |
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AGNES STRICKLAND Arthur Huntley asked Aunt Bess beautiful believe better Black Ditch bless brother Captain Lee child Christ Christian church Coleman dare dear dinner door Duncan Frost duty Edie Edith embossed cloth eyes face Father fear feel fellow Fred Frontispiece give glad God's Grey Haddon Court hands happy Hardcastle Harry Haddon Harvest Home hear heard heart heaven honour Jane Huntley Jardine John Haddon knew Lady Huntley laughed listening live look mamma Maria Brown Mary mean Miss Haddon morning never noble papa Parkins Paul Haddon Paul's poor pray prayer preach Rectory Sarah Green Septimus Hopkins sermon Sir Arthur Sir John smiled sorrow soul speak stood Stowbridge Sunday sure tell thee thing Thorn thou thought truth uncle walk weary West Haddon Widow Garson wife wish woman words wrong young
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Pagina 243 - But if the wicked will turn from all his sins that he hath committed, and keep all my statutes, and do that which is lawful and right, he shall surely live, he shall not die.
Pagina 27 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Pagina 93 - She is not dead — the child of our affection — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead.
Pagina 258 - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time — Footprints that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing may take heart again.
Pagina 160 - Again, when the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and doeth that which is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive.
Pagina 185 - Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; That nothing walks with aimless feet ; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete...
Pagina 183 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not. Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's, Thy God's, and truth's; then if thou fall'st, O Cromwell, Thou fall'st a blessed martyr!
Pagina 185 - Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last — far off — at last, to all, And every winter change to spring.
Pagina 105 - A man so various, that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts, and nothing long; But, in the course of one revolving moon, Was chemist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Pagina 238 - If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man's religion is vain.