Little Classics: Romance

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Rossiter Johnson
J.R. Osgood, 1875
 

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Page 181 - And when Jesus saw her, he called her to him, and said unto her, Woman, thou art loosed from thine infirmity. And he laid his hands on her: and immediately she was made straight, and glorified God.
Page 127 - They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures. For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.
Page 58 - HER hands are cold; her face is white; No more her pulses come and go ; Her eyes are shut to life and light; — Fold the white vesture, snow on snow, And lay her where the violets blow. But not beneath a graven stone, To plead for tears with alien eyes; A slender cross of wood alone Shall say, that here a maiden lies In peace beneath the peaceful skies. And gray old trees of hugest limb Shall wheel their circling shadows round To make the scorching sunlight dim...
Page 127 - The Lord is in his holy temple, the Lord's throne is in heaven; his eyes behold, his eyelids test, the children of men.
Page 22 - She carried the brimming cup of her inestimable virtues with a cautious, steady hand, and an eye always on them, to see that they did not spill. Then she was an admirable judge of character. Her mind was a perfect laboratory of tests and reagents ; every syllable you put into breath went into her intellectual eudiometer, and all your thoughts were recorded on litmus-paper. I think there has rarely been a more admirable woman. Of course, Miss Iris was immensely and passionately attached to her. Well,...
Page 192 - ... darkness. She saw nothing but the flakes of snow, interminably intermingled, and furiously wafted in the air, close to her head; she heard nothing but one wild, fierce, fitful howl. The cold became intense, and her little feet and hands were fast being benumbed into insensibility. "It is a fearful change...
Page 194 - I will repeat the Lord's Prayer." And, drawing her plaid more closely around her, she whispered, beneath its ineffectual cover, " Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name, — thy kingdom come, — thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Page 193 - She remembered stories of shepherds lost in the snow, — of a mother and child frozen to death on that very moor, — and, in a moment she knew that she was to die. Bitterly did the poor child weep, for death was terrible to her, who, though poor, enjoyed the bright little world of youth and innocence. The skies of heaven were dearer than she knew to her, — so were the flowers of earth. She had been happy at her work, — happy in her sleep, —happy in the kirk on Sabbath. A thousand thoughts...
Page 198 - As the boy groaned these words passionately through his quivering lips, there was a sudden lowness in the air, and he heard the barking of his absent dog, while the one at his feet hurried off in the direction of the sound, and soon loudly joined the cry. It was not a bark of surprise — or anger — or fear — but of recognition and love. William sprung up from his bed in the snow, and with his heart knocking at his bosom even to sickness, he rushed headlong through the drifts, with a giant's...
Page 179 - And Jim went home thinking he'd given me a night's sleep. But it was "cold comfort ; the Georges seemed to me a worse place than the Hellgate. And mother she kept murmuring — " He layeth the beams of His chambers in the waters, His pavilion round about Him is dark waters and thick clouds of the skies." And I knew by that she thought it pretty bad. So the days went in clouds and wind. The owners of the Feather 'd been looking for her a month and more, and there were strange kind of rumors afloat;...

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