The children's garland: a picture storybook, by A.L.O.E.

T. Nelson and Sons, 1875 - 72 pÓgines

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PÓgina 20 - Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamour and evil-speaking be put away from you, with all malice ; and be ye kind one to another,, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.
PÓgina 48 - While others early learn to swear, And curse, and lie, and steal, Lord, I am taught thy name to fear, And do thy holy will. Are these thy favours, day by day, To me above the rest? Then let me love thee more than they, And try to serve thee best.
PÓgina 6 - WHY fear the path of grief to tread ? Why, Father, shrink from thy decree ? If thus my longing soul be led A safer, shorter way to thee...
PÓgina 65 - Tyrol two goats met on a ledge just over a precipice — a ledge which was so narrow that there was neither room for them to pass each other nor to turn round and go back ! A steep rock rose straight above them ; a deep dark chasm lay below ! What do you think the two goats did ? "
PÓgina 65 - ... pressing as close to the rock as he could. Then the second goat gently and softly stepped over his companion, till, safe on the further side, he could lightly bound away. The goat that had lain down then drew himself up from his lowly position, safe and uninjured, free to spring again from rock to rock, and crop the sweet herbage, instead of lying, as he might otherwise have done, at the bottom of the precipice, with all his bones broken by a fall ! " " What a wise goat he was !
PÓgina 31 - Come, my love, and do not spurn From a little flower to learn. Let your temper be as sweet As the lily at your feet; Be as gentle, be as mild, Be a modest, simple child." " Whatever mine ears can hear, Whatever mine eyes can see, In nature so bright with beauty and light Has a message of love for me.
PÓgina 59 - THE SEA THE Sea! the Sea! the open Sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies.
PÓgina 9 - Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.

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