The Story of My Life: Or, The Sunshine and Shadow of Seventy YearsA.D. Worthington, 1898 - 730 strani |
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Stran 660 - So ought men to love their wives as their own bodies. He that loveth his wife, loveth himself; for no man ever yet hated his own flesh, but nourisheth and cherisheth it, even as the Lord the church ; for we are members of his body, of his flesh, and of his bones.
Stran 140 - Behold ! we know not anything ; I can but trust that good shall fall At last, — far off, — at last, to all, And every winter change to spring.
Stran 665 - As you are now so once was I; As I am now, so you must be Prepare for death and follow me.
Stran 614 - ... and that he will be very largely what his mother will make him. Men are to-day confessing their need of the aid of women by appointing them on school committees, boards of charities, as prison commissioners, physicians to insane asylums, positions which they cannot worthily fill without preparation. Therefore, not only for their own sakes, but for the sake of the human family, of which women make one-half, should we look carefully to the training of our daughters. Nature has so constituted us...
Stran 140 - Tennyson timidly, yet impressively, warbles, in mourning the death of his beloved friend: — " 0, yet we trust that, somehow, good "Will be the final goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, Defects of doubt, and taints of blood; "That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroyed, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete; * Lam.
Stran 722 - I have finished my day's work ' ; but I cannot say : ' I have finished my life.' My day's work will begin again the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley ; it is a thoroughfare. It closes in the twilight to open with the dawn.
Stran 661 - Let your women keep silence in the churches : for it is not permitted unto them to speak; but they are commanded to be under obedience, as also saith the law.
Stran 627 - Then he wound up with a magnificent spread-eagle flourish about the greatness and glory of the country, which reached from ocean to ocean, and from the great lakes to the Gulf of Mexico...
Stran 722 - The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. It is marvelous, yet simple.
Stran 604 - And so beside the Silent Sea I wait the muffled oar; No harm from Him can come to me On ocean or on shore. I know not where His islands lift Their fronded palms in air; I only know I cannot drift Beyond His love and care.