The Album, Том 2J. Andrews., 1823 |
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... head to dine next noon , Just at that stroke , when my veins start and spread , Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready , like a palmer fit , To tread those bless'd paths which before I writ ! Of death and judgment , Heaven ...
... head to dine next noon , Just at that stroke , when my veins start and spread , Set on my soul an everlasting head . Then am I ready , like a palmer fit , To tread those bless'd paths which before I writ ! Of death and judgment , Heaven ...
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... head towards the east , he re- plied , " so the heart be right , it is no matter which way the head is . " - He desired to give the signal , and , after lying for a few minutes in silent prayer , he stretched out his hand , which the ...
... head towards the east , he re- plied , " so the heart be right , it is no matter which way the head is . " - He desired to give the signal , and , after lying for a few minutes in silent prayer , he stretched out his hand , which the ...
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... head . The conduct of the Spaniards confirms this opinion , for besides murdering all the English that fell into their hands , they even put to death their own countrymen as well as the Indians who ventured to trade “ con los Ingleses ...
... head . The conduct of the Spaniards confirms this opinion , for besides murdering all the English that fell into their hands , they even put to death their own countrymen as well as the Indians who ventured to trade “ con los Ingleses ...
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... head half - terrified , but James Allen appeared very near . Susan walked on , but trembled a little , as she passed the man , and yet she stole a glance at his countenance ; the little light , which still remained , shewed nothing pecu ...
... head half - terrified , but James Allen appeared very near . Susan walked on , but trembled a little , as she passed the man , and yet she stole a glance at his countenance ; the little light , which still remained , shewed nothing pecu ...
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... head with the tattered clothes which lay beside him . " Now , father , " said the man 66 will you leave me alone with the lady ? " A faint feeling of horror crept through the gentle girl's heart , as she saw the old man quit the room ...
... head with the tattered clothes which lay beside him . " Now , father , " said the man 66 will you leave me alone with the lady ? " A faint feeling of horror crept through the gentle girl's heart , as she saw the old man quit the room ...
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Сторінка 31 - Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.
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Сторінка 37 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
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Сторінка 32 - Thou givest salvation even for alms; Not with a bribed lawyer's palms. And this is mine eternal plea To Him that made heaven, earth, and sea. That, since my flesh must die so soon, And want a head to dine next noon, Just at the stroke, when my veins start and spread, Set on my soul an everlasting head!
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