Our life illustrated by pen and pencil [an anthology].1865 |
Common terms and phrases
angels Annie of Tharaw ARMOUR OF GOD art thou babe beauty behold beneath bird blessed blest bliss breast breath bright brow burning fiery furnace C. H. Selous CASABIANCA cheek cheerful child cloud crown dark DAVID AND JONATHAN dear death doth dreams E'en earth eternal everlasting song eyes fair faith father fear feel flowers gaze gentle Gilbert glad glory grave grief habe happy hath heart heaven heavenly holy holy record homes of England honour hope immortal infant king kiss Learn to labour life's light lips lisping live look Lord merry misanthropy morning mother Nebuchadnezzar night numbers o'er old age old ring opeth praise prayer Psalm round serbe shadows skies sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stream sweet tears thee things thou art thou hast thought true unto Venerable Bede voice walk wandering weary Weep young youth
Popular passages
Page 35 - IT is a beauteous evening, calm and free ; The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration...
Page 142 - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Page 140 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Page 163 - Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw : Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite...
Page 38 - He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves. " My Lord has need of these flowerets gay," The reaper said, and smiled ; " Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child.
Page 38 - I have nought that is fair?" saith he; "Have nought but the bearded grain? Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me, I will give them all back again." He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes, He kissed their drooping leaves ; It was for the Lord of Paradise He bound them in his sheaves.
Page 137 - Make me a fire, Close by whose living coal I sit, And glow like it. Lord, I confess too, when I dine, The pulse is thine, And all those other bits that be There placed by thee; The worts, the purslain, and the mess Of...
Page 199 - Like to the falling of a star; Or as the flights of eagles are; Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue; Or silver drops of morning dew; Or like a wind that chafes the flood; Or bubbles which on water stood; Even such is man, whose borrowed light Is straight called in, and paid to night. The wind blows out; the bubble dies; The spring entombed in autumn lies; The dew dries up; the star is shot; The flight is past; and man forgot.
Page xiv - At the end of twelve months he walked in the palace of the kingdom of Babylon. The king spake, and said, Is not this great Babylon, that I have built for the house of the kingdom by the might of my power, and for the honour of my majesty...
Page 41 - They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain : O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train.