Heaven, Home and HappinessMary Lowe Dickinson, Myrta Lockett Avary Christian Herald, 1901 - 416 strani |
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... Hour , The Religion , Home Richard Steele's Wife · Room , The Daughter's Room , The Mother's Rooms , Children's Roosevelt at Home , Mrs. Santa Claus ? What Shall We Do With School , Going Off to Secret of a Beautiful Life , The Secret ...
... Hour , The Religion , Home Richard Steele's Wife · Room , The Daughter's Room , The Mother's Rooms , Children's Roosevelt at Home , Mrs. Santa Claus ? What Shall We Do With School , Going Off to Secret of a Beautiful Life , The Secret ...
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... Hour of Song · 99 Monument Over the Remains of John Howard Payne " Let Baby Wake to See a Smile Upon Your Face " Be It Ever So Humble , There's No Place Like Home An Old - Fashioned Fireplace The Bad Dose Czar Nicholas , His Wife and ...
... Hour of Song · 99 Monument Over the Remains of John Howard Payne " Let Baby Wake to See a Smile Upon Your Face " Be It Ever So Humble , There's No Place Like Home An Old - Fashioned Fireplace The Bad Dose Czar Nicholas , His Wife and ...
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... Hour 66 " Jerry " Making Things Shine Be Your Son's Adviser 66 Where is the Baby King ? " They Said A Typical Southern Veranda . The Little Mother Baby Likes to Help With the Housework Little By Little . " I Feel for Wives That Watch ...
... Hour 66 " Jerry " Making Things Shine Be Your Son's Adviser 66 Where is the Baby King ? " They Said A Typical Southern Veranda . The Little Mother Baby Likes to Help With the Housework Little By Little . " I Feel for Wives That Watch ...
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... hour each day during the war to pray for her son Ulysses , and he wrote to his parents a letter every week from the field when it was possible . MOTHER MC KINLEY Garfield kissed the wrinkled face of his mother on the day of his ...
... hour each day during the war to pray for her son Ulysses , and he wrote to his parents a letter every week from the field when it was possible . MOTHER MC KINLEY Garfield kissed the wrinkled face of his mother on the day of his ...
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... hour of the sunset's fading blush The vesper song , so silvery clear , of the hidden hermit thrush ! All sweetest of sound and scent is blent , when , pure as a rose in bloom , We think of the spot loved best in life , the mother's ...
... hour of the sunset's fading blush The vesper song , so silvery clear , of the hidden hermit thrush ! All sweetest of sound and scent is blent , when , pure as a rose in bloom , We think of the spot loved best in life , the mother's ...
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asked baby beautiful better Bible blessing brother called chair cheerful child comfort Cratchit cuddle doon D. L. Moody daugh daughter dear door empty nest Ennius eyes face father feel flowers Frances Cleveland Fulton Ferry gentle gifts girl give glad grandma guest habit hand happy head heart heaven Henry Wansey hour household husband John Howard Payne keep king kiss lady laugh little Jerry live look Lowe Dickinson Madame Magloire mamma marriage merry morning mother never night nurse once Oyster Bay parlor peace pleasant pleasure poor pray prayers robber Santa Claus servant sewing sing sister sleep smile song soul talk tell tender thee there's things Thomas Hovenden thou thought Tiny Tim voice Washington watch White House wife woman word young
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Stran 371 - ... CHAMBERED NAUTILUS. THIS is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare ; Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl, — Wrecked is the ship of pearl ! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell...
Stran 231 - And the children of Israel did so and gathered, some more, some less. And when they did mete it with an omer, he that gathered much had nothing over, and he that gathered little had no lack; they gathered every man according to his eating.
Stran 329 - And the four beasts had each of them six wings about him; and they were full of eyes within: and they rest not day and night, saying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come.
Stran 123 - and better. Somehow he gets thoughtful sitting by himself so much, and thinks the strangest things you ever heard. He told me, coming home, that he hoped the people saw him in the church, because he was a cripple, and it might be pleasant to them to remember upon Christmas Day who made lame beggars walk and blind men see.
Stran 279 - Hear the sledges with the bells — Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight...
Stran 371 - Thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, Child of the wandering sea, Cast from her lap forlorn! From thy dead lips a clearer note is born Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn! While on mine ear it rings, Through the deep caves of thought I hear a voice that sings: Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll!
Stran 374 - These are the mansions of good men after death, who, according to the degree and kinds of virtue in which they excelled, are distributed among these several islands, which abound with pleasures of different kinds and degrees, suitable to the relishes and perfections of those who are settled in them ; every island is a paradise accommodated to its respective inhabitants. Are not these...
Stran 256 - AFOOT and light-hearted I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Stran 332 - The talk that they had with the shining ones, was about the glory of the place ; who told them, that the beauty and glory of it was inexpressible. " There (said they) is Mount Zion, the heavenly Jerusalem, the innumerable company of angels, and the spirits of just men made perfect.
Stran 376 - How pure at heart and sound in head, With what divine affections bold Should be the man whose thought would hold An hour's communion with the dead.