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Сторінка 153 - Windsor's heights the expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowers among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way...
Сторінка 216 - Eye hath not seen, nor Ear heard, neither hath it entered into the Heart of Man, to conceive the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.
Сторінка 75 - There to trace the homeward bee, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the hazel bank is steepest, Where the shadow falls the deepest, Where the clustering nuts fall free, That's the way for Billy and me. Why the boys should drive away Little sweet maidens from the play, Or love to banter and fight so well, That's the thing I never could tell. But this I know, I love to play, Through the meadow, among the hay, Up the water and o'er the lea, That's the way for Billy and me.
Сторінка 35 - ... a laurel branch in his right hand. All the army in like manner, with boughs of laurel in their hands...
Сторінка 74 - BOY'S SONG WHERE the pools are bright and deep, Where the grey trout lies asleep, Up the river and over the lea, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Сторінка 74 - s the way for Billy and me. Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings chirp and flee, That's the way for Billy and me. Where the mowers mow the cleanest, Where the hay lies thick and greenest ; There to trace the homeward bee, That's the way for Billy and me.
Сторінка 158 - A stranger yet to pain ? I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Сторінка 34 - ... seven hundred and fifty vessels, each of which weighed three talents and was carried by four men. Others brought silver bowls and goblets and cups, all disposed in such order as to make the best show, and all curious as well for their size as the solidity of their embossed work.
Сторінка 255 - SING with me! sing with me! Weeping brethren, sing with me! For now an open heaven I see, And a crown of glory laid for me. How my soul this earth despises! How my heart and spirit rises! Bounding from the flesh I sever! World of sin, adieu forever!
Сторінка 241 - She bowed her head before the throne Of the eternal King — The sun upon her forehead shone With the first light of spring ; In meekness and in love she stood, A thing of mortal care ; But pure and strong is womanhood In faithfulness and prayer. She had...

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