The Inheritance, Volume 1

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Roberts Brothers, 1893

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Page 102 - The lot is cast into the lap ; but the whole disposing thereof is of the LORD.
Page 393 - Memory and her siren daughters ; but by devout prayer to that eternal spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Page 390 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair : thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works ; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 96 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Page 426 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Page 135 - ... and to see the errors, and wanderings, and mists, and tempests, in the vale below': so always that this prospect be with pity, and not with swelling or pride. Certainly, it is heaven upon earth, to have a man's mind move in charity, rest in providence, and turn upon the poles of truth.
Page 352 - Jésus-Christ, si on ne trouvait plus de douceur dans le mépris, dans la pauvreté, dans le dénûment et dans le rebut des hommes que dans les délices du péché. Et ainsi, comme dit Tertullien, il ne faut pas croire que la vie des chrétiens soit une vie de tristesse. On ne quitte les plaisirs que pour d'autres plus grands.
Page 113 - Twas pity Nature brought ye forth Merely to show your worth. And lose you quite. But you are lovely leaves, where we May read how soon things have Their end, though ne'er so brave : And after they have shown...
Page 105 - Sorrow's tear. Nothing is lost on him who sees With an eye that Feeling gave ; — For him there's a story in every breeze, And a picture in every wave.
Page 417 - I will not leave you long ; For in your shades I deem some spirit dwells, Who from the chiding stream, or groaning oak, Still hears and answers to Matilda's moan.

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