The History of David GrieveGrosset & Dunlap, 1891 - 576 páginas |
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Página 109 - Come, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see ; My company before is gone, And I am left alone with Thee ; With Thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day.
Página 109 - tis Love! Thou diedst for me, I hear thy whisper in my heart. The morning breaks, the shadows flee: . Pure Universal Love thou art; To me, to all, thy bowels move, Thy nature and thy name is Love.
Página 200 - Brightening with beams the morning pale. And burning in the mid-day sky, Quench thou the fires of hate and strife, The wasting fever of the heart ; From perils guard our feeble life, And to our souls thy peace impart.
Página 498 - Go and kiss her,' said David. Sandy most unwillingly allowed himself to be put forward. Ce"cile with a little patronising woman-of-theworld air stooped and kissed him first on one cheek and then on the other. Louie only looked at him. Her black eyes — no less marvellous than of yore, although now the brilliancy of them owed something to art as well as nature, as Lucy at once perceived — stared him up and down, taking stock minutely. 'He's well made,' she said, grudgingly, 'and his colour is n't...
Página 109 - In vain thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold! Art thou the Man that died for me? The secret of thy love unfold; Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know.
Página 100 - If I live to be a hundred I shall never forget that little glimpse you've just given me of yourself.
Página 288 - He stood beside her, smiling kindly, his hat and gloves in his hands, perfectly dressed, an air of the great world about his look and bearing which differentiated him wholly from all other persons whom David had yet seen in Paris. In physique too he was totally unlike the ordinary Parisian type. He was a young athlete, — vigorous, robust, broad-shouldered, tanned by sun and wind. Only his blue eye — so subtle, melancholy, passionate — revealed the artist and the thinker. Elise was evidently...
Página 480 - German labour, it may now fee exhibited within the New Testament itself. In a Church of private judgment, he takes all this at second hand, after having vowed at his ordination "to be diligent in such studies as help to the knowledge of the Scriptures"! 'Yet a better, a more God-fearing, a more sincere, and, within certain lines, a more acute man than Dean Manley it would certainly be difficult to find at the present time within the English Church. It is an illustration of the dualism in which so...