The Rambler, a Catholic journal of home and foreign literature [&c.]. Vol.5-new [3rd] [Vol.11 of the new [2nd] ser. is imperf. Continued as The Home and foreign review]., Том 41855 |
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... Divine Providence in a wonderful degree , is never tired of thanking God for its possessions , and is always wishing that every body else was equally well off . But the oddest thing in the world is , that when the various members of the ...
... Divine Providence in a wonderful degree , is never tired of thanking God for its possessions , and is always wishing that every body else was equally well off . But the oddest thing in the world is , that when the various members of the ...
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... Divine Eucharist : " O adorable Sacrament , exhilarating stream at which my thirsting lips have drunk the blessed first - fruits of eternal life , my heart runs over with joy . I must bless Thee , and tell of Thy praises ; for now my ...
... Divine Eucharist : " O adorable Sacrament , exhilarating stream at which my thirsting lips have drunk the blessed first - fruits of eternal life , my heart runs over with joy . I must bless Thee , and tell of Thy praises ; for now my ...
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... divine transformed me into a new man ; that talisman preserved me in the assaults of a tempting world ; that treasure detached me from all which before subjugated me with a master's hand . The hours of the day flew along too swiftly in ...
... divine transformed me into a new man ; that talisman preserved me in the assaults of a tempting world ; that treasure detached me from all which before subjugated me with a master's hand . The hours of the day flew along too swiftly in ...
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... divine Son and thee a mother upon earth ; wilt thou not restore her to me one day ? She is now , as was her son in days that are past , sitting in the shadow of death . She knows not that the bright Star of Jacob has risen , and that It ...
... divine Son and thee a mother upon earth ; wilt thou not restore her to me one day ? She is now , as was her son in days that are past , sitting in the shadow of death . She knows not that the bright Star of Jacob has risen , and that It ...
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... divine gall , and I love it exceedingly . Oh , may I remain until my last sigh on Calvary with my Saviour - I ask no more . I often enjoy my sufferings more than , in days that are past , I enjoyed His divine consolations . " We are ...
... divine gall , and I love it exceedingly . Oh , may I remain until my last sigh on Calvary with my Saviour - I ask no more . I often enjoy my sufferings more than , in days that are past , I enjoyed His divine consolations . " We are ...
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Страница 239 - For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky, To faint in the light of the sun she loves, To faint in his light, and to die.
Страница 239 - But mine, but mine," so I sware to the rose, "For ever and ever, mine." And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clashed in the hall; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Страница 187 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Страница 182 - Angels and ministers of grace defend us! Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd, Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell, Be thy intents wicked or charitable, Thou com'st in such a questionable shape, That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Hamlet, King, father, royal Dane, O, answer me!
Страница 185 - The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, The pangs of despised love, the law's delay, The insolence of office and the spurns That patient merit of the unworthy takes, When he himself might his quietus make With a bare bodkin?
Страница 461 - As yet shall he remain at Nob that day: he shall shake his hand against the mount of the daughter of Zion, the hill of Jerusalem.
Страница 137 - At last it was suggested that a carriage was much wanted in the establishment; after diligent search, I discovered in the back settlements of a York coachmaker an ancient green chariot, supposed to have been the earliest invention of the kind I brought it home in triumph to my admiring family. Being somewhat dilapidated, the village tailor lined it, the blacksmith repaired it; nay, (but for Mrs.
Страница 157 - ... for some germ of truth, and giving nature credit for an inexhaustible fertility and variety, which will keep him his life long always reverent, yet never superstitious; wondering at the commonest, but not surprised by the most strange ; free from the idols of size and sensuous loveliness...
Страница 240 - She is coming, my dove, my dear ; She is coming, my "life, my fate ! The red rose cries, " She is near, she is near ; " And the white rose weeps, ' * She is late ; " The larkspur listens, " I hear, I hear ; " And the lily whispers,
Страница 440 - Therefore said he unto them, The harvest truly is great, but the labourers are few : pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he would send forth labourers into his harvest.