"Mother" in Verse and Prose: A Book of RemembranceRobert Haven Schauffler Moffat, Yard, 1916 - 343 páginas |
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... dead man carried out , the only son of his mother , and she was a widow : and much people of the city was with her . And when the Lord saw her , he had compassion on her , and said unto her , Weep not . And he came and touched the bier ...
... dead man carried out , the only son of his mother , and she was a widow : and much people of the city was with her . And when the Lord saw her , he had compassion on her , and said unto her , Weep not . And he came and touched the bier ...
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... dead . A marble column lifted high its head Close by , inscribed to one the world has known ; But ah ! that lonely grave with moss o'ergrown Thrilled me far more than his who armies led . " She made home happy ! " through the long sad ...
... dead . A marble column lifted high its head Close by , inscribed to one the world has known ; But ah ! that lonely grave with moss o'ergrown Thrilled me far more than his who armies led . " She made home happy ! " through the long sad ...
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... dead , Andromache is pictured largely as the faithful and devoted wife , observant of every least propriety toward her husband . But the climax expresses her feelings when she takes leave of her child , whom the Greeks have decided to ...
... dead , Andromache is pictured largely as the faithful and devoted wife , observant of every least propriety toward her husband . But the climax expresses her feelings when she takes leave of her child , whom the Greeks have decided to ...
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... dead , and has betrayed nobody . The pe- culiar horror in which the Irish peasants hold one who turns king's evidence is the underlying sentiment of the play . And the aged mother's keening is as a song of triumph that her son did not ...
... dead , and has betrayed nobody . The pe- culiar horror in which the Irish peasants hold one who turns king's evidence is the underlying sentiment of the play . And the aged mother's keening is as a song of triumph that her son did not ...
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... dead amid the ruins of the farmyard . I quote from that story this little tribute to our ani- mal friends : 66 There are those who say that none but human- kind is immortal · that none but man has a soul . - I do not make or believe ...
... dead amid the ruins of the farmyard . I quote from that story this little tribute to our ani- mal friends : 66 There are those who say that none but human- kind is immortal · that none but man has a soul . - I do not make or believe ...
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Términos y frases comunes
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
Pasajes populares
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.