Temptation and atonement

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Page 101 - ... the worm that dieth not, and the fire that is not quenched.
Page 64 - Sweet is a legacy, and passing sweet The unexpected death of some old lady Or gentleman of seventy years complete, Who've made
Page 169 - Then before All they stand — the holy vow And ring of gold, no fond illusions now, Bind her as his. Across the threshold led, And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, His house she enters — there to be a light, Shining within, when all without is night ; A guardian-angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing...
Page 32 - THE SONG OF A FELON'S WIFE. The brand is on thy brow, A dark and guilty spot, 'Tis ne'er to be erased, 'Tis ne'er to be forgot. The brand is on thy brow, Yet I must shade the spot ; For who will love thee now If I love thee not...
Page 169 - To fireside happiness, to hours of ease, Blest with that charm, the certainty to please. How oft her eyes read his ; her gentle mind To all his wishes, all his thoughts inclined ; Still subject — ever on the watch to borrow Mirth of his mirth, and sorrow of his sorrow.
Page 114 - O why should fate sic pleasure have, Life's dearest bands untwining ? Or why sae sweet a flower as love Depend on Fortune's shining ? This warld's wealth when I think on, Its pride, and a' the lave o't ; Fie, fie on silly coward man, That he should be the slave o't.
Page 175 - Tale .will be pronounced one of the most delightful things they have met with for a long time. Paul Gerhardt was evidently a man of great piety and ardent zeal ; and his character is here drawn with great beauty and simplicity.
Page 169 - The soul of music slumbers in the shell, Till waked and kindled by the master's spell ; And feeling hearts — touch them but rightly — pour A thousand melodies unheard before...
Page 42 - Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; While night's black agents to their preys do rouse.

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