Ethel Woodville; or, Woman's ministry [by mrs. M. J. H. Hollings]. |
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... looks spoke , more than words , the anguish of her heart , and tears were fast gather- ing in her dark eyes as she contemplated the wasted form of her dying mother . In one hand she still held the Bible , from which she had recently ...
... looks spoke , more than words , the anguish of her heart , and tears were fast gather- ing in her dark eyes as she contemplated the wasted form of her dying mother . In one hand she still held the Bible , from which she had recently ...
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... looks only to gaiety and frivolity for happiness and peace ; but in you , dear Ethel , I trust my prayers have been answered ; and I have hope , ere I die , that at least one of my children is safe in Christ . " Mrs. Woodville paused a ...
... looks only to gaiety and frivolity for happiness and peace ; but in you , dear Ethel , I trust my prayers have been answered ; and I have hope , ere I die , that at least one of my children is safe in Christ . " Mrs. Woodville paused a ...
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... look to convey what she so earnestly desired to express , that she would give the whole world to feel he really loved her , or had any sympathy with her soul's desire that he would make God his friend . But Mr. Woodville never thought ...
... look to convey what she so earnestly desired to express , that she would give the whole world to feel he really loved her , or had any sympathy with her soul's desire that he would make God his friend . But Mr. Woodville never thought ...
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... look on her face . He now perceived the truth of her words ; she was going to die : death was stamped on that sad , worn face ; that hectic flush , almost purple in its dye , those wasted hands , and the extreme weakness of the whole ...
... look on her face . He now perceived the truth of her words ; she was going to die : death was stamped on that sad , worn face ; that hectic flush , almost purple in its dye , those wasted hands , and the extreme weakness of the whole ...
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... look on and rescue her husband from the downward path he was bent on pursuing . To the world , Mr. and Mrs. Woodville appeared attentive and attached to each other , and many ( who knew not the difference between their characters ) ...
... look on and rescue her husband from the downward path he was bent on pursuing . To the world , Mr. and Mrs. Woodville appeared attentive and attached to each other , and many ( who knew not the difference between their characters ) ...
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Ethel Woodville, Or, Woman's Ministry: A Tale for the Times Hollings Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Ethel Woodville; Or, Woman's Ministry [By Mrs. M. J. H. Hollings] M J H Hollings Sin vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Ethel Woodville, Or, Woman's Ministry: A Tale for the Times Mrs. Hollings Sin vista previa disponible - 1859 |
Términos y frases comunes
Ada's affection Beauchamp beautiful believe better Betty Jackson Bible blessed Carysford child Christ Christian cold comfort dare dark death desire doubt earnest earnestly Ethel felt Ethel replied Ethy exclaimed eyes face faith father Fcap fear feel give glad God's hand happiness Harry hear heard heart heaven Herbert holy hope inquired Jesus knew Lady Harcourt Lamb of God laughed Laura leave look mamma manner marriage marry mind Minnie Miss Grant Miss Hackett Miss Hethel Miss Woodville mond Morton mother Nannie ness never night papa pleasure poor pray prayer religion replied Ethel replied Raymond returned revelation rose Sally Saviour Sawley seemed sister soon sorrow speak Spirit spoke stings of conscience sure tears tell thank thee things Thornhill thou thought Thurls Thurlston tion told trial truth uncon voice weary wife wish woman Woodville's words young
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Página 431 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below, LXIII.
Página 212 - Let us be patient! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through the mists and vapours; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
Página 162 - Charge them that are rich in this world, that they be not highminded, nor trust in uncertain riches, but in the living God, who giveth us richly all things to enjoy; that they do good, that they be rich in good works, ready to distribute, willing to communicate; laying up in store for themselves a good foundation against the time to come, that they may lay hold on eternal life.
Página 399 - The heavens declare the glory of God: And the firmament showeth His handiwork. Day unto day uttereth speech: And night unto night showeth knowledge. There is no speech nor language: Where their voice is not heard. Their line is gone out through all the earth: And their words to the end of the world.
Página 381 - Rejoice, O young man, in thy youth ; and let thy heart cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes : but know thou, that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment.
Página 421 - O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me. Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off. Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether.
Página 412 - Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee : because he trusteth in thee. Trust ye in the LORD for ever: for in the LORD JEHOVAH is everlasting strength...
Página 433 - Sky, mountains, river, winds, lake, lightnings! ye, With night, and clouds, and thunder, and a soul To make these felt and feeling, well may be Things that have made me watchful; the far roll Of your departing voices, is the knoll Of what in me is sleepless, — if I rest. But where of ye, O tempests! is the goal? Are ye like those within the human breast? Or do ye find at length, like eagles, some high nest?
Página 85 - TELL me, ye winged winds, that round my pathway roar, Do ye not know some spot where mortals weep no more? Some lone and pleasant dell, some valley in the west, Where, free from toil and pain, the weary soul may rest? The loud wind dwindled to a whisper low, And sighed for pity as it answered —
Página 132 - Just as I am Thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ! Because Thy promise I believe, O Lamb of God, I come...