Our Young Folks, Volum 8

Ticknor and Fields, 1872

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Pāgina 267 - My lord delayeth his coming; and shall begin to smite his fellowservants, and to eat and drink with the drunken ; the lord of that servant shall come in a day when he looketh not for him, and in an hour that he is not aware of, and shall cut him asunder, and appoint him his portion with the hypocrites: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Pāgina 266 - But know this, that if the good man of the house had known in what watch the thief would come, he would have watched, and would not have suffered his house to be broken up. Therefore, BE YE ALSO READY : FOR IN SUCH AN HOUR AS YE THINK NOT, THE SON OF MAN COMETH.
Pāgina 183 - Now I lay me down to sleep ; I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray Thee, Lord, my soul to take.
Pāgina 729 - ... and prayers, but short ones ; yet they have their efficacy, in that they are not palled with ensuing idle cogitations. Lastly, her dreams are so chaste that she dare tell them ; only a Friday's dream is all her superstition ; that she conceals for fear of anger. Thus lives she ; and all her care is she may die in the spring-time, to have store of flowers stuck upon her winding-sheet.
Pāgina 555 - Among bridesmen and kinsmen, and brothers and all: Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword, (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word), " O, come ye in peace here or come ye in war, Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar...
Pāgina 694 - WHEN I was a bachelor I lived by myself; And all the bread and cheese I got I put upon the shelf. The rats and the mice They made such a strife, I was forced to go to London To buy me a wife.
Pāgina 248 - They sought her that night! and they sought her next day! And they sought her in vain when a week pass'd away! In the highest - the lowest - the loneliest spot, Young Lovell sought wildly - but found her not. And years flew by, and their grief at last Was told as a sorrowful tale long past; And when Lovell appeared, the children cried, 'See! the old man weeps for his fairy bride.
Pāgina 248 - I'm weary of dancing now," she cried; "Here tarry a moment,— I'll hide, I'll hide! And, Lovell, be sure thou'rt first to trace The clew to my secret lurking-place.
Pāgina 23 - ... amongst variety of discourse they told me of a young lion (not long before) killed at Piscataway by an Indian; of a sea serpent or snake that lay coiled up like a cable upon a rock at Cape Ann: a boat passing by with English aboard and two Indians, they would have shot the serpent, but the Indians dissuaded them, saying that if he were not killed outright they would be all in danger of their lives.
Pāgina 420 - A swarm of bees in May Is worth a load of hay ; A swarm of bees in June Is worth a silver spoon ; But a swarm in July Is not worth a fly.

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