The Canadian Magazine, Volume 13

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J. Gordon Mowat, John Alexander Cooper, Newton MacTavish
Ontario Publishing Company, Limited, 1899
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Page 374 - O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which killest the prophets, and stonest them that are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wings, and ye would not...
Page 106 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow!
Page 537 - Though ye have lien among the pots, yet shall ye be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.
Page 341 - But gave them truth to build on ; and the sound Was mighty on their lips : nor needed they Beside the Gospel, other spear or shield, To aid them in their warfare for the faith.
Page 113 - A noise, as of a sea in tempest torn By warring winds. The stormy blast of hell With restless fury drives the spirits on, Whirl'd round and dash'd amain with sore annoy.
Page 420 - I was not ignorant of the various fears which filled the jealous heads of some concerning me, neither was I so stupid nor so divested of all humanity as not to be sensible of the real and innate worth and virtue which adorned that excellent dame...
Page 342 - Thenceforward, what I saw, Was not for words to speak, nor memory's self To stand against such outrage on her skill. As one, who from a dream awaken'd, straight, All he hath seen forgets; yet still retains Impression of the feeling in his dream...
Page 138 - Tho' faint souls fear the keen confronting sun, And fain would bid the morn of splendour wait; Tho' dreamers, rapt in starry visions, cry "Lo, yon thy future, yon thy faith, thy fame!" And stretch vain hands to stars, thy fame is nigh, Here in Canadian hearth, and home, and name, — This name which yet shall grow Till all the nations know Us for a patriot people, heart and hand Loyal to our native earth, our own Canadian Land!
Page 338 - With love's first flame to glow : " Brother ! our will Is, in composure, settled by the power Of charity, who makes us will alone What we possess, and nought beyond desire : If we should wish to be exalted more, Then must our wishes jar with the high will Of him, who sets us here ; which in these orbs...

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