Monthly Packet of Evening Readings for Members of the English Church (earlier "for Younger Members of the English Church")J. and C. Mozley, 1881 |
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... heart , In thy sorrows to delight ? — Nay , but all weep with thee grieving thy plight . All save Zeus - he , from anger too slow to depart , In inflexible might , Rules the gods with his sway ; And thus it shall be till he satiate his ...
... heart , In thy sorrows to delight ? — Nay , but all weep with thee grieving thy plight . All save Zeus - he , from anger too slow to depart , In inflexible might , Rules the gods with his sway ; And thus it shall be till he satiate his ...
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... heart to more grace ; Then , having ceased from his anger unyielding , Eager in friendship and love shall he hasten To my eager embrace . i.e. , Zeus , son of Kronos . GERARD W. SMITH . THE CAROL OF THE BABE JESUS . IN the bleak ...
... heart to more grace ; Then , having ceased from his anger unyielding , Eager in friendship and love shall he hasten To my eager embrace . i.e. , Zeus , son of Kronos . GERARD W. SMITH . THE CAROL OF THE BABE JESUS . IN the bleak ...
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... heart were just then very much in accordance with the calm gladness of the summer evening , and so he walked home to meet a great sorrow ; and as he went , dreamed of nothing but coming joy . A little surprise did indeed touch his mind ...
... heart were just then very much in accordance with the calm gladness of the summer evening , and so he walked home to meet a great sorrow ; and as he went , dreamed of nothing but coming joy . A little surprise did indeed touch his mind ...
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... heart ; the lassie thocht that it was a ' richt , ye can weel believe ; and there's mony a woman wha contents hersel wi ' the like o ' that mairrage a ' her days . ' " Hisht , woman ! a dochter o ' mine suld hae kent better , seein ...
... heart ; the lassie thocht that it was a ' richt , ye can weel believe ; and there's mony a woman wha contents hersel wi ' the like o ' that mairrage a ' her days . ' " Hisht , woman ! a dochter o ' mine suld hae kent better , seein ...
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... heart ; he knew the evil of Ronald McRonald's character , and that knowledge was not gained from mere report or hearsay , for he had had him under his own roof for many years ; neither was it the result of any un- kindly prejudice , for ...
... heart ; he knew the evil of Ronald McRonald's character , and that knowledge was not gained from mere report or hearsay , for he had had him under his own roof for many years ; neither was it the result of any un- kindly prejudice , for ...
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Monthly Packet of Evening Readings for Members of the English ..., 5 tomas Visos knygos peržiūra - 1868 |
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