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Página 56 - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
Página 20 - For forty years she was the true and loving helpmate of her husband, and by act and word unweariedly forwarded him as none else could in all of worthy that he did or attempted. She died at London, 21st April 1866, suddenly snatched away from him, and the light of his life as if gone out.
Página 93 - And he was angry, and would not go in: therefore came his father out and entreated him. And he answering said to his father, Lo, these many years do I serve thee, neither transgressed I at any time thy commandment; and yet thou never gavest me a kid that I might make merry with my friends: but as soon as this thy son was come, which hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.
Página 148 - And well our Christian sires of old Loved when the year its course had roll'd, And brought blithe Christmas back again, With all his hospitable train. Domestic and religious rite Gave honour to the holy night ; On Christmas eve the bells were rung ; On Christmas eve the mass was sung : That only night in all the year, Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear.
Página 50 - Woe be it to him that offends against one of these little ones. It were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he were cast into the depths of the sea...
Página 16 - I've never troubled to ask. Something like hogmanay, I expect." "What is that?" "People being sick on the pavement in Glasgow." "Oh!" "Do you know how the poem ends? 'Now we maun totter down, John, But hand in hand we'll go, And sleep together at the foot, John Anderson my jo.
Página 124 - Man is permitted much To scan and learn In Nature's frame ; Till he well-nigh can tame Brute mischiefs and can touch Invisible things, and turn All warring ills to purposes of good.
Página 21 - It is sown in corruption ; it is raised in incorruption : It is sown in dishonour ; it is raised in glory : It is sown in weakness ; it is raised in power : It is sown a natural body ; it is raised a spiritual body. And so it is written, The first man Adam was made a living soul ; the last Adam was made a quickening spirit.
Página 58 - Goldsmith that was just as good as stories, would ever touch these others after one or two trials. One of these books that used to lead all boys captive in those good old days, this boy I saw in my dream would hug up close to his bowl of porridge, and eat and read...