Matthew Dale, Farmer

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Oliphant, Anderson, & Ferrier, 1887 - 320 páginas
 

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Página 128 - For what glory is it, if, when ye be buffeted for your faults, ye shall take it patiently? but if, when ye do well, and suffer for it, ye take it patiently, this is acceptable with God.
Página 280 - Not as a child shall we again behold her For when with raptures wild In our embraces we again enfold her. She will not be a child; But a fair maiden, in her Father's mansion. Clothed with celestial grace; And beautiful with all the soul's expansion Shall we behold her face.
Página 279 - But why more woe ? More comfort let it be. Nothing is dead, but that which...
Página 2 - Full of quiet power and pathos.' — Academy. 'She has brought us into the presence of a pure and noble nature, and has reminded us that a life of sorrow and disappointments has its deep compensations, and its glorious meaning.' — Literary World. ' If there is anything more noteworthy than another in this cleverly constructed story, it is the vigorous raciness with which the vernacular is employed.
Página 49 - The fifth commandment requireth the preserving the honour, and performing the duties, belonging to every one in their several places and relations, as superiors, inferiors, or equals.
Página 211 - And if thine eye offend thee, pluck it out : it is better for thee to enter into the kingdom of God with one eye, than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire : 48 Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.
Página 222 - From the crown of my head to the sole of my foot, I'm alive, I'm alive!
Página 280 - Ah, but it is not on down couches and in the soft places of life that we dream of a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reaching to heaven, and the angels of the Lord ascending and descending on it, and the Lord God standing above it.
Página 275 - I saw two sails, whereof the one was greatly Dark, as a funeral pall. But oh ! the next's pure whiteness who shall utter ? Like a shell-snowy strand, Or when a sunbeam falleth through the shutter On a dead baby's hand ; But both alike across the surging sea Helped to the haven where the bark would be. And as that soul went onward, sweetly speeding Unto its home and light, Repentance made it sorrowful exceeding, Faith made it wondrous bright ; Repentance dark with shadowy recollections, And longings...
Página 73 - Well, do you not know that it is the last straw that breaks the camel's back?

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