Neddy Bruce, with poems English and Scotch1881 |
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... Bread which Perisheth 115 The Snaw ........ Love's Dream O Come with Me I Ken a Spring ... 118 120 122 124 On " Gip " or " Doggie " . 126 The Draw Well 128 The Weary Bit Lassie ... 129 Verses on a Visit to A.B.T .... 131 Back Again - A ...
... Bread which Perisheth 115 The Snaw ........ Love's Dream O Come with Me I Ken a Spring ... 118 120 122 124 On " Gip " or " Doggie " . 126 The Draw Well 128 The Weary Bit Lassie ... 129 Verses on a Visit to A.B.T .... 131 Back Again - A ...
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... bread or no bread — the livelong day for money , which his unnatural parent expended in drink , and almost drink alone . Night after night , often hungry and footsore , would Neddy return to his dark attic and miserable bed - for he ...
... bread or no bread — the livelong day for money , which his unnatural parent expended in drink , and almost drink alone . Night after night , often hungry and footsore , would Neddy return to his dark attic and miserable bed - for he ...
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... bread they break , the wine they pour , And thus remember Him ; The Stricken One - the Crucified- On Him our sorrows flow ; To men He came , for men He died , The Father's love to show . The rites are o'er , and cheered in soul , 66 ...
... bread they break , the wine they pour , And thus remember Him ; The Stricken One - the Crucified- On Him our sorrows flow ; To men He came , for men He died , The Father's love to show . The rites are o'er , and cheered in soul , 66 ...
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... bread , the bread which perisheth ? The earnest statesman's furrow'd brow , His burning brain all must allow , Tell of the care which on him weighs , And all the fleeting world repays , Is bread , the bread which perisheth . Behold the ...
... bread , the bread which perisheth ? The earnest statesman's furrow'd brow , His burning brain all must allow , Tell of the care which on him weighs , And all the fleeting world repays , Is bread , the bread which perisheth . Behold the ...
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... bread , the bread which perisheth . The sun - brown'd swains with horny hand , Who cull the treasures of the land ; Thro ' mellow harvest's ripening glow , Just reap the fruits of what they sow , The bread , the bread which perisheth ...
... bread , the bread which perisheth . The sun - brown'd swains with horny hand , Who cull the treasures of the land ; Thro ' mellow harvest's ripening glow , Just reap the fruits of what they sow , The bread , the bread which perisheth ...
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Términos y frases comunes
ACROSTIC auld beaming beautiful sea blessed bread which perisheth bright bright promise brow Canongate country or faith Craigour Hall dark dear death Denison divine doon doth dream drink E'en earth earthly Edward Bruce fair faith to defy father flowers frae friends gentle sister Peace glory God's grace grave guest Hail our gentle hame Happy Land Hardcastle hath heart heaven holy Jesus JOHN HEYWOOD lassie life's look mamma Mary maun midst Miss Lydia Miss Spearwinkle Monody morning ne'er neath Neddy Bruce Never mind nigh o'er Onward through brief papa precious rest round Sabbath Saviour seem'd shining sing slumbers smile soon sorrow soul Sunday school Susan sweet tell thee thine things thou thought Thraldom in country thro truth Twas warl weary Willie winds yonder youth
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Página 41 - There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given ; There rays divine...
Página 41 - Tis found above — in heaven. There is a soft, a downy bed, 'Tis fair as breath of even ; A couch for weary mortals spread, Where they may rest the aching head, And find repose...
Página 28 - God is a Spirit, infinite, eternal, and unchangeable, in his being, wisdom, power, holiness, justice, goodness, and truth.
Página 17 - I stand at the door and knock : if any man hear my voice, and opeu the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me ;
Página 20 - ... been washed and made white in the blood of the Lamb.
Página 106 - Ah ! sad is thy state, And dark is thy path ; Yet it is not too late To flee from God's wrath. Though by thy own story, Thou ow'st not the world, For forgetting His glory, His fury is hurl'd. Make haste to the Cross, Tis better than gold ; Who fails it his loss Can never be told.
Página 105 - MERCHANT. I. SURROUNDED with fears, In darkness I seem; Fast falling, my tears Out-gush like a stream. My conscience is stinging, And will not be still ; For to self I am clinging, With all my self-will. What, then, must I do ? I cannot...
Página 38 - Father, which hath sent me, draw him. Him that cometh unto me I will in no wise cast out.