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... the nimbleness of his own soul , that his scholars may go along with him . He is moderate in inflicting even deserved cor- rection . Many a schoolmaster seemeth to understand , that school- ing * 2 NATIONAL READER . 17.
... the nimbleness of his own soul , that his scholars may go along with him . He is moderate in inflicting even deserved cor- rection . Many a schoolmaster seemeth to understand , that school- ing * 2 NATIONAL READER . 17.
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... soul grieved for the poor ? Let me be weighed in an even balance , that God may know mine integrity . If I did despise the cause of my man - servant or of my maid - servant , when they contended with me , what then shall I do when God ...
... soul grieved for the poor ? Let me be weighed in an even balance , that God may know mine integrity . If I did despise the cause of my man - servant or of my maid - servant , when they contended with me , what then shall I do when God ...
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... soul resumes her power , And soars , my guardian God , to thee . O guide me through the various maze My doubtful feet are doomed to tread ; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze Where dangers press around my head . A deeper shade ...
... soul resumes her power , And soars , my guardian God , to thee . O guide me through the various maze My doubtful feet are doomed to tread ; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze Where dangers press around my head . A deeper shade ...
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... soul In the weed by the wild wind fanned , In the heave of the surge , than ever stole From mortal minstrel's hand . There's mighty music in the roar Of the oaks on the mountain's side , When the whirlwind bursts on their foreheads hoar ...
... soul In the weed by the wild wind fanned , In the heave of the surge , than ever stole From mortal minstrel's hand . There's mighty music in the roar Of the oaks on the mountain's side , When the whirlwind bursts on their foreheads hoar ...
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... soul with awe . The mountain , which rises above the neighbouring hills , and hides its head in the sky ; the sounding , unfathomed , boundless deep ; the expanse of heaven , where , above , and around , no limit checks the won- dering ...
... soul with awe . The mountain , which rises above the neighbouring hills , and hides its head in the sky ; the sounding , unfathomed , boundless deep ; the expanse of heaven , where , above , and around , no limit checks the won- dering ...
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Page 142 - Naaman was wroth, and went away, and said, Behold, I thought, He will surely come out to me, and stand, and call on the name of the LORD his God, and strike his hand over the place, and recover the leper.
Page 24 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth. Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 21 - OH THAT I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness...
Page 142 - So he turned and went away in a rage. 13 And his servants came near, and spake unto him, and said, My father, if the prophet had bid thee do some great thing, wouldest thou not have done it? how much rather then when he saith to thee, Wash and be clean?
Page 143 - And he returned to the man of God, he and all his company, and came, and stood before him: and he said, Behold, now I know that there is no God in all the earth, but in Israel: now therefore, I pray thee, take a blessing of thy servant.
Page 67 - He then led me to the highest pinnacle of the rock, and placing me on the top of it, Cast thy eyes eastward, said he, and tell me what thou seest. I see, said I, a huge valley, and a prodigious tide of water rolling through it.
Page 142 - And it came to pass, when the king of Israel had read the letter, that he rent his clothes, and said, Am I God, to kill and to make alive, that this man doth send unto me to recover a man of his leprosy ? Wherefore consider, I pray you, and see how he seeketh a quarrel against me.
Page 67 - I see a bridge, said I, standing in the midst of the tide. The bridge thou seest, said he, is human life, consider it attentively. Upon a more leisurely survey of it, I found that it consisted of threescore and ten entire arches, with several broken arches, which, added to those that were entire, made up the number about an hundred.
Page 232 - There, at the foot of yonder nodding beech, That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Page 193 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed, And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow ! Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little hell reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him...