Glen Luna

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J. Nisbet, 1852 - 464 pages

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Page 379 - Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it, We are happy now because God wills it...
Page 297 - Some murmur when their sky is clear, And wholly bright to view, If one small speck of dark appear In their great heaven of blue. And some with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One ray of God's good mercy, gild The darkness of their night.
Page 226 - My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary ; Saviour divine, Now hear me while I pray ; Take all my guilt away ; Oh, let me, from this day, Be wholly thine.
Page 427 - Tully, but not one case in the reports of our own courts. No one ever took him for a fool ; but none, except his intimate friends, know he has a great deal of wit. This turn makes him at once both disinterested and agreeable : as few of his thoughts are drawn from business, they are most of them fit for conversation.
Page 226 - While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread, Be thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away, Nor let me ever stray From thee aside.
Page 220 - Thro' four sweet years arose and fell, From flower to flower, from snow to snow: And we with singing cheer'd the way, And, crown'd with all the season lent, From April on to April went, And glad at heart from May to May: But where the path we walk'd began...
Page 300 - And of an humbler growth, the other tall, And throwing up into the darkest gloom Of neighbouring cypress, or more sable yew, Her silver globes, light as the foamy surf That the wind severs from the broken wave...
Page 141 - The berries crackle, and the mill turns round ; On shining Altars of Japan they raise The silver lamp ; the fiery spirits...
Page 150 - Tis brightness all ; save where the new snow melts Along the mazy current.
Page 1 - MAIDEN ! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies ! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet...

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