...lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her. So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling...with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour. J Thus many years she lived as a Sister of Mercy ; frequenting Lonely and wretched roofs in the crowded...

...lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her. So was her love diffused, but like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling...with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour." The most striking of Mr. Longfellow's minor poems is the " Building of the Ship." It reminds us not...

...love which had once been lavished on one only of his creatures. In the words of the American poet, Other hope had she none , nor wish In life but to...follow, Meekly, with reverent steps , the sacred feet ofher Saviour ; Patience and abnegation of self, and devotion to others, This was the lesson a life...

...sacred feet of her Saviour." The intense concentrated love was now diffused, " But like ts some odorous spices Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling the air with aroma " The thoughts and the footsteps once so' mildly roaming, turned stedfastly to seek the better country,...

...lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her. So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling...follow Meekly, with reverent steps, the sacred feet of Thus many years she lived as a Sister of Mercy ; frequenting Lonely and wretched roofs in the crowded...

...her. So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, thongh filling the air with aroma. Other hope had she none,...with reverent Steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour. Thns many years she lived äs a Sister of Mercy; frequenting Lonely and wretched roofs in the crowded...

...lone nest from which the birds have departed. ***** So was her love diffused, but like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling the air with aroma. Other hope she had none, nor wish in life, but to follow Meekly, with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour....

...lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her. So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling...with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour. Thus many years she lived as a Sister of Mercy ; frequenting Lonely and wretched roofs in the crowded...

...lesson a life of trial and sorrow had taught her. So was her love diffused, but, like to some odorous spices, Suffered no waste nor loss, though filling...with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour. Thus many years she lived as a Sister of Mercy ; frequenting Lonely and wretched roofs in the crowded...

...forehead with splendour. So was her love diffused ; but, like some odorous spices, Suffered no waste, no loss, though filling the air with aroma. Other hope...with reverent steps, the sacred feet of her Saviour. Arranged from EVANGELINE. MAY 13. " Finally, be ye all of one mind, having compassion one of another...