Neddy Bruce, with poems English and Scotch1881 |
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... mother , and he was kept too busy to think of her , even though he had been old enough to cherish her memory . His father could not see why the child should not work hard , although * ' Land ' is a name given to a block of houses in ...
... mother , and he was kept too busy to think of her , even though he had been old enough to cherish her memory . His father could not see why the child should not work hard , although * ' Land ' is a name given to a block of houses in ...
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... mother of the golden streets and sweet - toned harps of the world far up in heaven . He was soon helped to some of the nice warm dishes which were one by one brought in , and after he thought all had been finished , and he was highly ...
... mother of the golden streets and sweet - toned harps of the world far up in heaven . He was soon helped to some of the nice warm dishes which were one by one brought in , and after he thought all had been finished , and he was highly ...
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... mother often speaking about . " " What is His name , Neddy ? Do you remember ? I am sure you hear His name , which is above every name , fre- quently mentioned here . ” " His name is God , sir ; my father used to speak of Him , too , a ...
... mother often speaking about . " " What is His name , Neddy ? Do you remember ? I am sure you hear His name , which is above every name , fre- quently mentioned here . ” " His name is God , sir ; my father used to speak of Him , too , a ...
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... mother were members of it . Respect for it , in me , is there- fore innate . I know many old persons who learned to read there . One old woman of sixty winters was learning the alphabet in the same class as I was . That woman learned to ...
... mother were members of it . Respect for it , in me , is there- fore innate . I know many old persons who learned to read there . One old woman of sixty winters was learning the alphabet in the same class as I was . That woman learned to ...
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... face Zionwards , to that happier land far , far away , about which he sung at school , and where he knew his ransomed mother was . CHAPTER V. WILLIE'S SORROW . TIME glided pleasantly onwards at NEDDY BRUCE ; OR , HAPPY CHANGES . 333.
... face Zionwards , to that happier land far , far away , about which he sung at school , and where he knew his ransomed mother was . CHAPTER V. WILLIE'S SORROW . TIME glided pleasantly onwards at NEDDY BRUCE ; OR , HAPPY CHANGES . 333.
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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.