Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volumen145

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William Blackwood, 1889
 

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Página 413 - But I have understanding as well as you; I am not inferior to you: yea, who knoweth not such things as these?
Página 590 - A lily of a day Is fairer far in May; Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and flower of light. In small proportions we just beauties see, And in short measures life may perfect be.
Página 659 - HARK ! how all the welkin rings Glory to the King of kings ! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled! Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; Universal nature say, Christ the Lord is born to-day ! Christ by highest Heaven adored, Christ, the Everlasting Lord; Late in time behold Him come, Offspring of a Virgin's womb...
Página 554 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics. Neither locks had they to their doors nor bars to their window.s ; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners ; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance.
Página 332 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Página 475 - And the desolate land shall be tilled, whereas it lay desolate in the sight of all that passed by. And they shall say : — " This land that was desolate is become like the garden of Eden ; and the waste and desolate and ruined cities are become fenced, and are inhabited.
Página 657 - LORD, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live; To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give.
Página 751 - But we are exiles from our fathers' land. From the lone shieling of the misty island Mountains divide us, and the waste of seas — Yet still the blood is strong, the heart is Highland, And we in dreams behold the Hebrides: Fair...
Página 330 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base, That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Página 235 - ... hurdle to the place of execution, where you shall be hanged by the neck, and...

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