The Trials of Margaret Lyndsay

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W. Blackwood, 1823 - 403 עמודים

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עמוד 3 - 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 62 - 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 60 - 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 59 - ... 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, were sitting in the cart — Margaret and her mother were on foot. Esther had two or three small flowerpots in her lap, for in her blindness she loved the sweet fragrance and the felt forms and imagined beauty of flowers ; and the Innocent carried away her tame pigeon in her bosom. Just as Margaret lingered on the...
עמוד 228 - The old man kept looking upon her, and with a countenance somewhat relaxed from its inhospitable austerity. Her appearance did not work as a charm or a spell, for she was no enchantress in a fairy tale ; but the tone of her voice, so sweet and gentle, the serenity of her face, and the meekness of her manner, as she took her seat upon a stool not far from the door, had an effect upon old Daniel Craig, and he bade her come forward and take a chair
עמוד 389 - 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 231 - Fair fa' your bonny face — I'll mak the bed soft and sweet, if feathers and thyme sprigs will do't," and forthwith set about her business. Margaret felt herself an inmate of her uncle's house, and her heart began already to warm towards the old greyheaded solitary man. His manner exhibited, as she thought, a mixture of curiosity and kindness ; but she did not disturb his taciturnity, and only returned immediate and satisfactory answers to his few short and abrupt questions. He evidently was thinking...
עמוד 58 - 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 61 - 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 58 - ... 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,...

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