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Pagrindiniai terminai ir frazės
afraid asked beautiful believe better called Castle certainly Chatters child Coralie Countess of Orwell course dare say dark daughter dear death dress Earl of Orwell Earl's eyes Fancy father feel felt girl give gone governess grave Grey Hadfield hand happy heard heart honour hope hour humble pie husband Jack Sparks knew Lady Clarissa Oakleigh Lady Orwell Lady Ridley ladyship leave live London look Lord Orwell Louisa Madame Pierrot mamma marriage married mean mind Miss Rigby Miss Shrosbery morning mother never nurse nursery once Orwell's papa perhaps person poor pretty racter replied Clarissa Ruffles Sally Brown scarcely schoolroom seemed servants Shrosbery's soon sort Southbourne speak suppose sure Susan Shrosbery sweet Sweetapple talk Tartar tell thing thought to-morrow told Whitechapel wife wish woman wonder word young lady
Populiarios ištraukos
269 psl. - The sum is this. If man's convenience, health, Or safety interfere, his rights and claims Are paramount, and must extinguish theirs, Else they are all — the meanest things that are, As free to live, and to enjoy that life, As God was free to form them at the first, Who in his sovereign wisdom made them all.
214 psl. - Other friends remain," That " Loss is common to the race," — And common is the commonplace, And vacant chaff well meant for grain. That loss is common would not make My own less bitter, rather more : Too common ! Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break.
225 psl. - 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. There is no death ! What seems so is transition ; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb to the life elysian, Whose portal we call death.
410 psl. - WHEN gathering clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On Him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienced every human pain ; He sees my wants, allays my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears.
548 psl. - And every one that heareth these sayings of mine and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand : and the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.
84 psl. - Merciful Heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle: but man, proud man, Drest in a little brief authority, Most ignorant of what he's most assured, His glassy essence, like an angry ape, Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens, Would all themselves laugh mortal.
540 psl. - Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me; Still all my song shall be. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee!
256 psl. - Although the fig-tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit be in the vines ; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the fields shall yield no meat ; the flock shall be cut off from the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls: 18 Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
386 psl. - Why art thou cast down, 0 my soul ? and why art thou disquieted within me? Hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.
433 psl. - Wherever he may guide me, No want shall turn me back ; My Shepherd is beside me, And nothing can I lack. His wisdom ever waketh, His sight is never dim, He knows the way he taketh, And I will walk with him.