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Seite 234 - I have found out a gift for my fair; I have found where the wood-pigeons breed; But let me that plunder forbear, She will say 'twas a barbarous deed...
Seite 279 - In this thing the LORD pardon thy servant, that when my master goeth into the house of Rimmon to worship there, and he leaneth on my hand, and I bow myself in the house of Rimmon : when I bow down myself in the house of Rimmon, the LORD pardon thy servant in this thing.
Seite 308 - I be lessen'd in his love ? I wrong the grave with fears untrue: Shall love be blamed for want of faith ? There must be wisdom with great Death : The dead shall look me thro
Seite 282 - And when they went, I heard the noise of their wings, like the noise of great waters, as the voice of the Almighty, the voice of speech, as the noise of an host: when they stood, they let down their wings.
Seite 289 - The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with another's need; Not what we give, but what we share, ! For the gift without the giver is bare; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
Seite 282 - And they went every one straight forward : whither the spirit was to go, they went ; and they turned not when they went.
Seite 190 - I HELD it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Seite 100 - They are hauled and roll off him, and Tom is discovered a motionless body. Old Brooke picks him up. " Stand back, give him air," he says ; and then feeling his limbs, adds, " No bones broken. How do you feel, young un ? " " Hah-hah," gasps Tom as his wind comes back, "pretty well, thank you — all right.
Seite 199 - On went the talk and laughter. Arthur finished his washing and undressing, and put on his nightgown. He then looked round more nervously than ever. Two or three of the little boys were already in bed, sitting up with their chins on their knees. The light burned clear, the noise went on. It was a trying moment for the poor little lonely boy ; however, this time he didn't ask Tom what he might or might not do, but dropped on his knees by his bedside, as he had done every day from...