The Trials of Margaret LyndsayE. Bliss and E. White, 1823 - 403 עמודים |
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affection affliction Alice Arthur's Seat beautiful bless blind bosom Braehead calm Casterton CHAPTER cheerful child comfort countenance creature Daniel Craig dark daugh daughter dead death delight door dream Edinburgh Esther eyes face father fear feelings felt fire-side frae garet girl grief guilt hand happy Harry Needham heard heart Heaven hope hour human husband innocent John Walker kind kissed knew lane lassie Laurence live looked Lucy Ludovic Oswald Manse Margaret Lyndsay marriage Mary Mitchell Michael Grahame mind misery Miss Wedderburne mother Mysie nature neighbours Nether-Place never night once orphan parish passion peace perhaps pity poor prayer quiet Richard Wedderburne Sabbath sailor seemed silent sister sitting smile soon sorrow soul spirit strong sweet tears ther thing thought told took voice walked Walter Lyndsay widow wife woman words young
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עמוד 48 - TIRED Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes ; Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear.
עמוד 5 - When Jesus therefore saw his mother, and the disciple standing by whom he loved, he saith unto his mother, Woman, behold thy son. Then saith he to the disciple, Behold thy mother. And from that hour that disciple took her unto his own home.
עמוד 47 - Marion sat silent, with her pigeon warm in her breast below her brown cloak, unknowing she of change of time or of place, and reconciled to sit patiently there, with the soft plumage touching her heart, if the cart had gone on, through the cold and sleet, to midnight. The cart stopped at the foot of a lane too narrow to admit the wheels, and also too steep for a laden horse. Two or three of their new neighbours — persons in the very humblest condition, coarsely and negligently dressed, but seemingly...
עמוד 235 - O ye the sons of men! how long will ye love vanities ? How long my glory turn to shame, and will ye follow lies ? 3 But know, that for himself the Lord the godly man doth chuse : The Lord, when I on him do call, to hear will not refuse.
עמוד 267 - But spare a mother's tears ! Their hope, their stay, their darling youth, In manhood's dawning blush ; Bless him, thou God of love and truth, Up to a parent's wish. The beauteous, seraph sister-band, With earnest tears I pray, Thou know'st the snares on ev'ry hand, Guide Thou their steps alway. When soon or late they reach that coast, O'er life's rough ocean driven, May they rejoice, no wand'rer lost, A family in Heaven ! X THE FIRST PSALM.
עמוד 46 - Their goods and chattels were few ; but many little delays occurred, some accidental and more in the unwillingness of their hearts to take a final farewell A neighbour had lent his cart for the flitting, and it was now standing loaded at the door, ready to move away. The fire, which had been kindled in the morning with a few borrowed peats, was now...
עמוד 48 - A cheerful fire was blazing, and the animated and interested faces of the honest folks who crowded into it, on a slight acquaintance, unceremoniously and curiously, but without rudeness, gave a cheerful welcome to the new dwelling. In a quarter of an hour the beds were laid down, — the room decently arranged, — one and all of the neighbours said ' Gude night,' — and the door was closed upon the Lyndsays in their new dwelling.
עמוד 46 - ... of their hearts to take a final farewell. A neighbour had lent his cart for the flitting, and it was now standing loaded at the door, ready to move away. ' The fire, which had been kindled in the morning with a few borrowed peats, was now out — the shutters closed— the door was locked — and the key put into the hand of the person sent to receive it. And now there was nothing more to be said or done, and the impatient horse started briskly away from Braehead. The blind girl, and poor Marion,...
עמוד 46 - is your last crumb from us, sweet Roby, but there is a God who takes care o' us a'.' The widow had by this time shut down the lid of her memory, and left all the hoard of her thoughts and feelings, joyful or despairing, buried in darkness. The assembled group of neighbours, mostly mothers, with their children in their arms, had given the ' God bless you, Alice — God bless you, Margaret, and the lave, and began to disperse ; each turning to her own cares and anxieties, in which, before night, the...