Vestina's Martyrdom; a Story of the Catacombs

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Hodder and Stoughton, 1869 - 368 σελίδες
 

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Σελίδα 97 - 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.
Σελίδα 268 - 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.
Σελίδα 98 - 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.
Σελίδα 206 - 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.
Σελίδα 93 - 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.
Σελίδα 247 - 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...
Σελίδα 210 - Whosoever . therefore shall confess Me before men, him will I confess also before My Father which is in heaven. But whosoever shall deny Me before men, him will I also deny before My Father which is in heaven.
Σελίδα 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...
Σελίδα 132 - 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.
Σελίδα 173 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply : And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.

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