"Mother" in Verse and Prose: A Book of RemembranceRobert Haven Schauffler Moffat, Yard, 1916 - 343 páginas |
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... voices an essential truth , that mothers , as the representatives of the fecundity of nature , sustain the closest relation to God as his chosen channel through which to manifest the highest forms of creative power . " The fatherhood of ...
... voices an essential truth , that mothers , as the representatives of the fecundity of nature , sustain the closest relation to God as his chosen channel through which to manifest the highest forms of creative power . " The fatherhood of ...
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... voices , and brought sleep To fold her sabbath wings above its couch . PENSIONING MOTHERS FROM The Literary Digest In spite of a good deal of sincere opposition from charity workers and philanthropic organizations , the socialistic ...
... voices , and brought sleep To fold her sabbath wings above its couch . PENSIONING MOTHERS FROM The Literary Digest In spite of a good deal of sincere opposition from charity workers and philanthropic organizations , the socialistic ...
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... voice you heard , Or if the spirit of a bird Within his heart did dwell : A bird that dallies with his voice Among the matted branches ; Or on the free blue air his note To pierce , and fall , and rise , and float , With bolder ...
... voice you heard , Or if the spirit of a bird Within his heart did dwell : A bird that dallies with his voice Among the matted branches ; Or on the free blue air his note To pierce , and fall , and rise , and float , With bolder ...
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... voice , As o'er her work she did rejoice , His became silent altogether , And slily creeping by the wall He seiz❜d a single plume , let fall By some wild bird of longest feather ; And all a - tremble with his freak , He touch'd her ...
... voice , As o'er her work she did rejoice , His became silent altogether , And slily creeping by the wall He seiz❜d a single plume , let fall By some wild bird of longest feather ; And all a - tremble with his freak , He touch'd her ...
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... voice , notice the feeling of even a single touch that is bestowed upon you by that gentle hand ! Make much of it while yet you have that most precious of all good gifts , a loving mother . Read the unfathomable love of those eyes ; the ...
... voice , notice the feeling of even a single touch that is bestowed upon you by that gentle hand ! Make much of it while yet you have that most precious of all good gifts , a loving mother . Read the unfathomable love of those eyes ; the ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
Admetus Andromache baby beautiful bird blessed breast breath brothers brow cheek child CHRISTINA G Clytemnestra cold Coriolanus dank and lone dark darling daughter dead dear death dream earth ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING EUGENE FIELD Euripides eyes face fair father flowers fond Frances Willard gentle girl give grief hand happy hear heard heaven holy hope hour husband infant JEAN INGELOW kiss knew light lips living look MARY FRANCES BUTTS maternal Mother o'mine mother's heart mother's love motherhood nest never night Niobe numbers o'er pain PHOEBE CARY play prayer RABINDRANATH TAGORE rest rice-swamps dank ROBERT BRIDGES ROBERT HAVEN SCHAUFFLER rock shine sing sleep smile sold and gone song sorrow soul spirit stars sweet tears tender thee thine things thou thought touch Valentine voice W. D. HOWELLS watch weep woman women words young youth
Passagens conhecidas
Página 18 - Now, when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow ; and much people of the city was with her.
Página 241 - It was.— Where thou art gone, Adieus and farewells are a sound unknown: May I but meet thee on that peaceful shore, The parting word shall pass my lips no more ! Thy maidens, grieved themselves at my concern, Oft gave me promise of thy quick return.
Página 241 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile ! It answers — Yes. I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu I But was it such ? — It was.
Página 61 - Oh ! when a Mother meets on high The Babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then, for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight...
Página 18 - And when she could not longer hide him, she took for him an ark of bulrushes, and daubed it with slime and with pitch, and put the child therein ; and she laid it in the flags by the river's brink.
Página 238 - I see, The same that oft in childhood solaced me; Voice only fails, else how distinct they say, 'Grieve not, my child, chase all thy fears away!
Página 21 - All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother — blessings on her memory!
Página 114 - Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again just for to-night!
Página 352 - ... the welfare of such child to remain at home, the court may enter an order finding such facts and fixing the amount of money necessary to enable the parent or parents to properly care for such child, and thereupon it shall be the duty of the County Board, through its County Agent or otherwise, to pay to such parent or parents, at such times as said order may designate, the amount so specified for the care of such dependent or neglected child until the further order of the court.
Página 17 - Then the king answered and said, Give her the living child, and in no wise slay it: she is the mother thereof.