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... Rising 285 Jane Taylor Howitt Mrs. Sandford Riddoch and Chapone Chalmers Every Day Duty Miss Bowdler - 287 · 290 292 294 · 297 · 300 303 · 305 - 307 · 311 Every Day Duty - 314 Ib . · 315 318 323 W. M. Higgins Mrs. Sandford Crabb ...
... Rising 285 Jane Taylor Howitt Mrs. Sandford Riddoch and Chapone Chalmers Every Day Duty Miss Bowdler - 287 · 290 292 294 · 297 · 300 303 · 305 - 307 · 311 Every Day Duty - 314 Ib . · 315 318 323 W. M. Higgins Mrs. Sandford Crabb ...
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... rise , More beautiful than now ; That God will bless him in the skies- O , mother tell me how ! " " Daughter , do you remember , dear , The cold , dark thing you brought , And laid upon the casement here , ― A withered worm , you ...
... rise , More beautiful than now ; That God will bless him in the skies- O , mother tell me how ! " " Daughter , do you remember , dear , The cold , dark thing you brought , And laid upon the casement here , ― A withered worm , you ...
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... rise to curvatures of the backbone , and deformities of the chest . Another abominable practice is , or very recently has been general in this country , that of binding tightly the tender limbs and delicate body of the child just born ...
... rise to curvatures of the backbone , and deformities of the chest . Another abominable practice is , or very recently has been general in this country , that of binding tightly the tender limbs and delicate body of the child just born ...
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... rise : Oh rouse thee and live ! nor deem man's age Stands in the length of his pilgrimage , But in days that are truly wise . - Anon . SUPERSTITION . Ir is astonishing to observe what an inclination 52 READING BOOK . How Old art Thou? Anon.
... rise : Oh rouse thee and live ! nor deem man's age Stands in the length of his pilgrimage , But in days that are truly wise . - Anon . SUPERSTITION . Ir is astonishing to observe what an inclination 52 READING BOOK . How Old art Thou? Anon.
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... rising gale . Go , child of pleasure , range the fields , Taste all the joys that spring can give , Partake what ... rise in new - born lustre bright , And yet the emblem teach in vain ? Ah ! where were once her golden eyes , Her ...
... rising gale . Go , child of pleasure , range the fields , Taste all the joys that spring can give , Partake what ... rise in new - born lustre bright , And yet the emblem teach in vain ? Ah ! where were once her golden eyes , Her ...
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Page 78 - Falsely luxurious ! will not man awake ; And, springing from the bed of sloth, enjoy The cool, the fragrant, and the silent hour, To meditation due, and sacred song...
Page 138 - How much more than is necessary do we spend in sleep, forgetting that The sleeping Fox catches no Poultry, and that There will be sleeping enough in the Grave, as Poor Richard says.
Page 209 - Shoots into port at some well-havened isle, Where spices breathe and brighter seasons smile, There sits quiescent on the floods, that show Her beauteous form reflected clear below, While airs impregnated with incense play Around her, fanning light her streamers gay, So thou, with sails how swift, hast reached the shore 'Where tempests never beat nor billows roar,' And thy loved consort on the dangerous tide Of life long since has anchored by thy side.
Page 283 - And Abraham gat up early in the morning to the place where he stood before the LORD : and he looked toward Sodom and Gomorrah, and toward all the land of the plain, and beheld, and, lo, the smoke of the country went up as the smoke of a furnace.
Page 210 - My boast is not, that I deduce my birth From loins enthroned and rulers of the earth ; But higher far my proud pretensions rise — The son of parents passed into the skies ! And now, farewell.
Page 297 - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on! With easy force it opens all the cells Where memory slept. Wherever I have heard A kindred melody, the scene recurs, And with it all its pleasures and its pains.
Page 156 - The other teaches me, that every grain of sand may harbour within it the tribes and the families of a busy population. The one told me of the insignificance of the world I tread upon. The other redeems it from all its insignificance ; for it tells me that in the leaves of every forest, and in the flowers of every garden, and in the waters of every rivulet, there are worlds teeming with life, and numberless as are the glories of the firmament.
Page 297 - THERE is in souls a sympathy with sounds, And as the mind is pitched the ear is pleased With melting airs or martial, brisk or grave, Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touched within us, and the heart replies.
Page 138 - He that riseth late must trot all Day, and shall scarce overtake his Business at Night; while Laziness travels so slowly, that Poverty soon overtakes him...
Page 115 - The SUN is but a spark of fire, A transient meteor in the sky ; The SOUL, immortal as its Sire, SHALL NEVER DIE.