Hymns in prose for children, by the author of Lessons for children. New illustr. ed., by mrs. Barbauld |
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Hymns in prose for children, by the author of Lessons for children. New ... Anna Laetitia Barbauld Visualització completa - 1884 |
Hymns in Prose for Children, by the Author of Lessons for Children. New ... Anna Laetitia Barbauld Previsualització no disponible - 2015 |
Hymns in Prose for Children, by the Author of Lessons for Children. New ... Anna Laetitia Barbauld Previsualització no disponible - 2015 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 30 - As the mother moveth about the house with her finger on her lips, and stilleth every little noise that her infant be not disturbed, — as she draweth the curtains around its bed, and shutteth out the light from its tender eyes, so God draweth the curtains of darkness around us ; so ^ He maketh all things to be hushed and still, that His large family may sleep in peace.
Pàgina 99 - This earth is pleasant ; for it is God's earth, and it is filled with many delightful things. But that country is far better : there we shall not grieve any more, nor be sick any more, nor do wrong any more ; there the cold of winter shall not wither us, nor the heats of summer scorch us.
Pàgina 20 - COME, and I will show you what is beautiful. It is a rose fully blown. See how she sits upon her mossy stem, like the queen of all the flowers ! her leaves glow like fire : the air is filled with her sweet odour; she is the delight of every eye.
Pàgina 5 - He made all things; the sun to rule the day, the moon to shine by night. He made the great whale, and the elephant; and the little worm that crawleth on the ground. The little birds sing praises to God, when they warble sweetly in the green shade. The brooks and rivers praise God, when they murmur melodiously amongst the smooth pebbles.
Pàgina 98 - The tree of life groweth in the midst thereof; rivers of pleasures are there, and flowers that never fade. Myriads of happy spirits are there, and surround the throne of God with a perpetual hymn. The angels with their golden harps sing praises continually, and the cherubim fly on wings of fire. This country is heaven ; it is the country of those that are good ; and nothing that is wicked must inhabit there.
Pàgina 9 - Come, let us go forth into the fields, let us see how the flowers spring, let us listen to the warbling of the birds, and sport ourselves upon the new grass. The winter is over and gone, the buds come out upon the trees, the crimson blossoms of the peach and the nectarine are seen, and the green leaves sprout.
Pàgina 31 - When the darkness is passed away, and the beams of the morning sun strike through your eyelids, begin the day with praising God, who hath taken care of you through the night. Flowers, when you open again, spread your leaves, and smell sweet to His praise. Birds, when you awake, warble your thanks amongst the green boughs; sing to Him before you sing to your mates.
Pàgina 49 - ... the sharp cold; some drink of the fruit of the vine; some the pleasant milk of the cocoa-nut, and others quench their thirst with the running stream. All are God's family; he knoweth every one of them, as a shepherd knoweth his flock ; they pray to him in different...
Pàgina 21 - When he raiseth himself from his lair, when he shaketh his mane, when the voice of his roaring is heard, the cattle of the field fly, and the wild beasts of the desert hide themselves, for he is very terrible.
Pàgina 25 - THE glorious sun is set in the west; the night dews fall ; and the air, which was sultry, becomes cool. The flowers fold up their coloured leaves; they fold themselves up, and hang their heads on the slender stalk. The chickens are gathered under the wing of the hen, and are at rest; the hen herself is at rest also. The little birds have ceased their warbling, they are asleep on the boughs, each one with his head behind his wing.