The Morning call, by mrs. Ellis, Volume 1; Volume 381850 |
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Page 136 - Fair was she and young, when in hope began the long journey; Faded was she and old, when in disappointment it ended. Each succeeding year stole something away from her beauty, Leaving behind it, broader and deeper, the gloom and the shadow. Then there appeared and spread faint streaks of grey o'er her forehead, Dawn of another life, that broke o'er her earthly horizon, As in the eastern sky the first faint streaks of the morning.
Page 559 - What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it ? And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
Page 559 - And one shall say unto him, What are these wounds in thine hands ? Then he shall answer, Those with which I was wounded in the house of my friends.
Page 137 - Talk not of wasted affection, — affection never was wasted ; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
Page 38 - ... roll of living waters. Could we but reach this land, we think to hunger and thirst no more; whereas many a wilderness, and often the flood of death, or some stream of sorrow as cold and almost as black as death, is to be crossed ere true bliss can be tasted. Every joy that life gives must be earned ere it is secured; and how hardly earned, those only know who have wrestled for great prizes.
Page 137 - Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment ; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain. Patience ; accomplish thy labor ; accomplish thy work of affection ! Sorrow and silence are strong, and patient endurance is godlike. Therefore accomplish thy labor of love, till the heart is made godlike, Purified, strengthened, perfected, and rendered more worthy of heaven ! " Cheered by the good man's words, Evangeline labored and waited.
Page 137 - the priest would say ; " have faith, and thy prayer will be answered ! Look at this delicate plant that lifts its head from the meadow, See how its leaves all point to the north, as true as the magnet ; It is the compass-flower, that the finger of God has suspended Here on its fragile stalk, to direct the traveller's journey Over the sea-like, pathless, limitless waste of the desert.
Page 136 - ... olden time from France, and since, as an heirloom, handed down from mother to child, through long generations. But a celestial brightness — a more ethereal beauty — shone on her face and encircled her form, when, after confession, homeward serenely she walked with GOD'S benediction upon her. When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
Page 49 - What a striking Providence !" This man has been in the habit of studying half the night, of passing his days in his office, and in the courts, of eating luxurious dinners, and drinking various wines. He has, every day, violated the laws on which health depends. Did Providence cut him off? The evil rarely ends here. The diseases of the father are often transmitted ; and a feeble mother rarely leaves behind her vigorous children. It has been customary, in some of our cities, for young ladies to walk...
Page 402 - The more we are destitute of opportunities for indulging our feelings, as is the case when we live in uncongenial society, the more we are apt to crisp and harden our outward manner to save our real feelings from expos'ire.