The Standard Sunday school reciter, selected and ed. by J.W. KirtonJohn William Kirton 1878 |
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... gilt edges , with beautifully Coloured Frontispiece . 1. How to Dance ; or , Etiquette of the Ball Room . 5 . How to Manage ; or , Etiquette of the Household . 2. How to Woo ; or , The Etiquette of Courtship and Marriage . 6 . How to ...
... gilt edges , with beautifully Coloured Frontispiece . 1. How to Dance ; or , Etiquette of the Ball Room . 5 . How to Manage ; or , Etiquette of the Household . 2. How to Woo ; or , The Etiquette of Courtship and Marriage . 6 . How to ...
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... gilt , price 10s . 6d . " This work is a marvel of condensation , containing in comparatively small compass a perfect mine of information , under the three great heads of Geography , History , and Biography . The seven Maps in the ...
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... gilt , 1,536 pages , price 7s . 6d . BEETON'S LAW BOOK . A Compendium of the Law of England in reference to Property , Family and Commercial Affairs , including References to about Ten Thousand Points of Law , Forms for Legal Documents ...
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... gilt , gilt edges , 68 . I. Stories of the Wars . TILLOTSON . From the Rise of the Dutch Republic to the Death of Oliver Cromwell . 2. A Boy's Adventures in the Barons ' Wars ; or , How I won My Spurs . J. G. EDGAR . 3. Cressy and ...
... gilt , gilt edges , 68 . I. Stories of the Wars . TILLOTSON . From the Rise of the Dutch Republic to the Death of Oliver Cromwell . 2. A Boy's Adventures in the Barons ' Wars ; or , How I won My Spurs . J. G. EDGAR . 3. Cressy and ...
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... gilt , price 5s .; gilt edges , 6s . 3. BEETON'S BRAVE TALES , BOLD BALLADS , AND TRAVELS BY SEA AND LAND . Containing : Historical Stories- Hubert Ellis - Ingonyama - Highland Regiments as they Once Were - King of Trumps - Scientific ...
... gilt , price 5s .; gilt edges , 6s . 3. BEETON'S BRAVE TALES , BOLD BALLADS , AND TRAVELS BY SEA AND LAND . Containing : Historical Stories- Hubert Ellis - Ingonyama - Highland Regiments as they Once Were - King of Trumps - Scientific ...
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Страница 97 - The wide, the unbounded prospect lies before me : But shadows, clouds, and darkness, rest upon it. Here will I hold. If there's a power above us (And that there is, all Nature cries aloud Through all her works), he must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in must be happy.
Страница 237 - Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds ; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glist'ring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers ; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild ; then silent night With this her solemn bird and this fair moon, And these the gems of heaven, her starry train...
Страница 36 - THERE is a Reaper, whose name is Death, And, with his sickle keen, He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, And the flowers that grow between.
Страница 25 - Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green, That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. For the angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed...
Страница 193 - Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly muse, that on the secret top Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire That shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, In the beginning, how the heavens and earth Rose out of chaos...
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Страница 236 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompanied; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but .the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
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