Vestina's Martyrdom: A Story of the Catacombs

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Haughton, 1877 - 283 pages
 

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Page 95 - But when they deliver you up, take no thought how or what ye shall speak : for it shall be given you in that same hour what ye I/tail speak. For it is not ye that speak, but the Spirit of your Father which speaketh in you.
Page 277 - He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
Page 96 - And every one that hath forsaken houses, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for my name's sake, shall receive an hundredfold, and shall inherit everlasting life.
Page 211 - Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. We see but dimly through, the mists and vapours ; Amid these earthly damps, What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers, May be heaven's distant lamps.
Page 92 - And the brother shall deliver up the brother to death, and the father the child : and the children shall rise up against their parents, and cause them to be put to death.
Page 261 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary...
Page 197 - Time's glory is to calm contending kings, To unmask falsehood, and bring truth to light, To stamp the seal of time in aged things, To wake the morn, and sentinel the night, To wrong the wronger till he render right; To ruinate proud buildings with thy hours, And smear with dust their glittering golden towers: To fill with worm-holes stately monuments, To feed oblivion with decay of things, To blot old books and alter their contents, To pluck the quills from ancient ravens...
Page 128 - tis better to be lowly born, And range with humble livers in content, Than to be perk'd up in a glistering grief, And wear a golden sorrow.
Page 230 - ONLY waiting till the shadows Are a little longer grown ; Only waiting, till the glimmer Of the day's last beam is flown ; Till the...
Page 95 - And ye shall be hated of all men for my name's sake : but he that endureth to the end shall be saved.

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