The Mother's Assistant and Young Lady's Friend, Volumes 16 à 17David H. Ela, 1850 |
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... cold and indifferent , and that you may have thought , I do not now , as formerly , sympathize with you , in all your joys and sorrows . If you have , dear E , for a moment , indulged these feelings , let me assure you you have not ...
... cold and indifferent , and that you may have thought , I do not now , as formerly , sympathize with you , in all your joys and sorrows . If you have , dear E , for a moment , indulged these feelings , let me assure you you have not ...
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... till you can indeed feel that you have none in heaven but him , and that there is none on earth you de- sire beside him . I know , if your heart is cold as mine , and E- LETTERS FROM A SISTER . 41 your prayers as 40 YOUNG LADY's friend .
... till you can indeed feel that you have none in heaven but him , and that there is none on earth you de- sire beside him . I know , if your heart is cold as mine , and E- LETTERS FROM A SISTER . 41 your prayers as 40 YOUNG LADY's friend .
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... era in the history of his family . He fears that his children may become cold and alienated in their affections , discontented and unhappy , dis- respectful and unkind . To retain the affections of their children , and to 5.
... era in the history of his family . He fears that his children may become cold and alienated in their affections , discontented and unhappy , dis- respectful and unkind . To retain the affections of their children , and to 5.
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... cold on the breast , While the soul in the arms of its God is at rest ? Stern Winter is here , and the storm is abroad ; But tempests invade not their peaceful abode . And say - do ye hear in the voice of the blast No sound , but an ...
... cold on the breast , While the soul in the arms of its God is at rest ? Stern Winter is here , and the storm is abroad ; But tempests invade not their peaceful abode . And say - do ye hear in the voice of the blast No sound , but an ...
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... cold , as she made the best of her way home . That night , Ellen was taken ill of the croup . Her mother sent for the doctor , and did all she could to save her little daughter's life , but it was of no use . When the sun arose in the ...
... cold , as she made the best of her way home . That night , Ellen was taken ill of the croup . Her mother sent for the doctor , and did all she could to save her little daughter's life , but it was of no use . When the sun arose in the ...
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Page 29 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude.
Page 106 - So live, that when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, that moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but, sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 60 - twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee. Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear.
Page 83 - How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view. The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew!
Page 29 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, . Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Page 8 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Page 60 - Let the world despise and leave me ; They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me — Thou art not, like them, untrue ; And while thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends disown me — Show thy face, and all is bright.
Page 44 - Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified.
Page 60 - Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to Thy breast ; Life with trials hard may press me, Heaven will bring me sweeter rest! O, 'tis not in grief to harm me, While Thy love is left to me ; O, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with Thee.
Page 83 - The light of smiles shall fill again The lids that overflow with tears : And weary hours of woe and pain Are promises of happier years.