Shepp's Giant Library: Eight Great Books in a Single Volume, an Unrivalled Compilation of the World's Best Literature, Music and Art ...Daniel B. Shepp Globe Bible publishing Company, 1897 - 526 páginas |
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... Thee ? Annie Laurie . . . The Open Window Blue Bells of Scotland A Mother's Song . ' Tis All That I Can Say Birdie in the Cradle . Comin ' Thro ' the Rye Remember or Forget . Home , Sweet Home · · • · . • · • Abt . . • Handel · Weber ...
... Thee ? Annie Laurie . . . The Open Window Blue Bells of Scotland A Mother's Song . ' Tis All That I Can Say Birdie in the Cradle . Comin ' Thro ' the Rye Remember or Forget . Home , Sweet Home · · • · . • · • Abt . . • Handel · Weber ...
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... thee out of thy country , and from thy kindred , and from thy father's house , unto a land that I will show thee : and I will make of thee a great nation , and I will bless thee , and make thy name great ; and thou shalt be a bless- ing ...
... thee out of thy country , and from thy kindred , and from thy father's house , unto a land that I will show thee : and I will make of thee a great nation , and I will bless thee , and make thy name great ; and thou shalt be a bless- ing ...
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... thee any graven image , or any likeness of anything that is in the Heaven above , or that is in the earth beneath , or that is in the water under the earth : Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them , nor serve them : For I the Lord thy ...
... thee any graven image , or any likeness of anything that is in the Heaven above , or that is in the earth beneath , or that is in the water under the earth : Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them , nor serve them : For I the Lord thy ...
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... thee , and cursed is he that curseth thee . Who can count the dust of Jacob , and the number of the fourth part of Israel ? Let me die the death of the righteous , and let my last end be like his . I shall see him , but not now . I ...
... thee , and cursed is he that curseth thee . Who can count the dust of Jacob , and the number of the fourth part of Israel ? Let me die the death of the righteous , and let my last end be like his . I shall see him , but not now . I ...
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... thee ; thy elders , and they will tell thee . How should one chase a thousand , and two put ten thousand to flight , except their Rock had sold them , and the Lord had shut them up ? Rejoice , O ye nations , with His people : For He ...
... thee ; thy elders , and they will tell thee . How should one chase a thousand , and two put ten thousand to flight , except their Rock had sold them , and the Lord had shut them up ? Rejoice , O ye nations , with His people : For He ...
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Página 299 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.
Página 286 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed, in breeze, or gale, or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime Dark-heaving; boundless, endless, and sublime, The image of Eternity, the throne Of the invisible,— even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Página 297 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast, — The desert and illimitable air, — Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.
Página 21 - Now the Lord had said unto Abram, Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will shew thee : and I will make of thee a great nation, and I will bless thee, and make thy name great ; and thou shalt be a blessing: and I will bless them that bless thee, and curse him that curseth thee : and in thee shall all families of the earth be blessed.
Página 291 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Página 290 - ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Página 286 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Página 276 - Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least ; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
Página 290 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Página 42 - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee : for whither thou goest, I will go ; and where thou lodgest I will lodge : thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: " Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.