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... mother of the future bishop , was a Catholic , but of Quaker extraction , and the father had died before the child's birth , so that young Doyle was brought into the world under circumstances , though not of indigence , still not of ...
... mother of the future bishop , was a Catholic , but of Quaker extraction , and the father had died before the child's birth , so that young Doyle was brought into the world under circumstances , though not of indigence , still not of ...
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... mother . His boyhood was not remarkable for those extraordinary manifestations of genius said to be discovered in the younger days of great men . No phenomena indica- tive of unusual fortune or success in life attended his boyish acts ...
... mother . His boyhood was not remarkable for those extraordinary manifestations of genius said to be discovered in the younger days of great men . No phenomena indica- tive of unusual fortune or success in life attended his boyish acts ...
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... mother's son of them— ” But before she could bring her de- nunciation to its due conclusion , the girl had put her hand across her mouth , and , with terror written on every feature of her face , exclaimed : " Hush , Grannie , hush ...
... mother's son of them— ” But before she could bring her de- nunciation to its due conclusion , the girl had put her hand across her mouth , and , with terror written on every feature of her face , exclaimed : " Hush , Grannie , hush ...
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... mother is to stay here until May , ( so much grace they have seen fit to do us , ) in order that she may collect our ... mother with a little chat . Promise me that you will , dear Grannie , for she will be sad enough and lonely enough ...
... mother is to stay here until May , ( so much grace they have seen fit to do us , ) in order that she may collect our ... mother with a little chat . Promise me that you will , dear Grannie , for she will be sad enough and lonely enough ...
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... mother . Why , therefore , do you ask the question ? " ( 6 Because I hope it ! " said the wo- man , with such a look of hatred on her face that Nellie involuntarily re- coiled a step- " because I hope it ; and then perhaps , when she is ...
... mother . Why , therefore , do you ask the question ? " ( 6 Because I hope it ! " said the wo- man , with such a look of hatred on her face that Nellie involuntarily re- coiled a step- " because I hope it ; and then perhaps , when she is ...
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Página 139 - I cannot hide that some have striven, Achieving calm, to whom was given The joy that mixes man with Heaven : ' Who, rowing hard against the stream, Saw distant gates of Eden gleam, And did not dream it was a dream...
Página 583 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on. I loved to choose and see my path ; but now Lead Thou me on ! I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, Pride ruled my will : remember not past years.
Página 334 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Página 334 - To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for murmurings from within Were heard, sonorous cadences ! whereby, To his belief, the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea. Even such a shell the universe itself Is to the ear of Faith...
Página 497 - And these signs shall follow them that believe. In my name they shall cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues; they shall take up serpents; and if they shall drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay their hands upon the sick, and they shall recover.
Página 231 - ... that the saints who reign together with Christ ; offer up their own prayers to God for men ; that it is good and useful suppliantly to invoke them, and to resort to their prayers, aid, and help, for obtaining benefits from God, through His Son, Jesus Christ our Lord, who alone is our Redeemer and Saviour...
Página 334 - I have seen A curious child, who dwelt upon a tract Of inland ground, applying to his ear The convolutions of a smooth-lipped shell ; To which, in silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely ; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy ; for from within were heard Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed Mysterious union with its native sea.
Página 585 - tis not a grasp Such as they use on earth, but all around Over the surface of my subtle being, As though I were a sphere, and capable To be accosted thus, a uniform And gentle pressure tells me I am not Self-moving, but borne forward on my way. And hark ! I hear a singing ; yet in sooth I cannot of that music rightly say Whether I hear, or touch, or taste the tones. Oh, what a heart-subduing melody ! Angel.
Página 583 - I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead thou me on. I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, pride ruled my will: remember not past years. So long thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on, o'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till the night is gone, and with the morn those angel faces smile, which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.