Northwode priory, by the author of 'Everley'.

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第 335 頁 - GOD, who knowest us to be set in the midst of so many and great dangers, that by reason of the frailty of our nature we cannot always stand upright...
第 133 頁 - ... remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The...
第 133 頁 - I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
第 72 頁 - There's no dearth of kindness In this world of ours, Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers.
第 125 頁 - All common things, each day's events, That with the hour begin and end, Our pleasures and our discontents, Are rounds by which we may ascend.
第 21 頁 - But seldom have I found such peace As in the soul's deep joy Of passing onward, free from harm Through every day's employ. " If gems we seek, we only tire, And lift our hopes too high ; The constant flowers that line our way Alone can satisfy.
第 144 頁 - In life's long sickness evermore Our thoughts are tossing to and fro : We change our posture o'er and o'er, But cannot rest, nor cheat our woe. Were it not better to lie still, Let Him strike home and bless the rod, Never so safe as when our will Yields undiscerned by all but God...
第 107 頁 - So should we live, that every Hour May die as dies the natural flower, — A self-reviving thing of power ; That every Thought and every Deed May hold within itself the seed Of future good, and future meed ; Esteeming Sorrow, whose employ Is to develop not destroy, Far better than a barren Joy.
第 309 頁 - When winter fortunes cloud the brows Of summer friends, when eyes grow strange, When plighted faith forgets its vows, When earth and all things in it change, O Lord, thy mercies fail me never ; Where once thou lov'st, thou lov'st for ever.
第 350 頁 - Love's sake its woe to hide May cheerful wait the Cross beside, Too happy if, that dreadful day, Thy life be given thee for a prey m . Snatch'd sudden from th...

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