Irish Monthly Magazine, 25. sējums1897 |
No grāmatas satura
1.–5. rezultāts no 77.
7. lappuse
... sweet , As if all harmonies did meet In one great song of joy , to greet The coming of The King ? The stars with mystic radiance glow , Like molten gold the waters flow , Like silver shines the frozen snow ; The bells begin to ring ...
... sweet , As if all harmonies did meet In one great song of joy , to greet The coming of The King ? The stars with mystic radiance glow , Like molten gold the waters flow , Like silver shines the frozen snow ; The bells begin to ring ...
8. lappuse
... sweet , and low ; He stretches out His hands . Come , little brother , come with me Thus Jesus speaks - " I wait for thee . - " The flowers of my Christmas tree " 6 Thy little hand shall pluck . " The boy hears with a glad surprise ...
... sweet , and low ; He stretches out His hands . Come , little brother , come with me Thus Jesus speaks - " I wait for thee . - " The flowers of my Christmas tree " 6 Thy little hand shall pluck . " The boy hears with a glad surprise ...
11. lappuse
... sweet - smelling , hardy flowers perfumed the air and showed in bright patches of colour against the dark green ivy . There were comfortable offices at the back of the house ; in the haggard stood great stacks of hay and corn ; long ...
... sweet - smelling , hardy flowers perfumed the air and showed in bright patches of colour against the dark green ivy . There were comfortable offices at the back of the house ; in the haggard stood great stacks of hay and corn ; long ...
14. lappuse
... sweet What sweet cheerful wives , what kind considerate husbands , girls and young men intend to be , though they are rude and trying in their present state and domestic circle , with but abstract consideration for the feelings of ...
... sweet What sweet cheerful wives , what kind considerate husbands , girls and young men intend to be , though they are rude and trying in their present state and domestic circle , with but abstract consideration for the feelings of ...
24. lappuse
... sweet Blood I taste— I love the Lamb of God , and Him alone , Whom loving I am pure , espousing chaste . " The youth withdrew abashed ; but thought she raved Of one preferred to him . He grieved and pined Dejectedly at home ; at last he ...
... sweet Blood I taste— I love the Lamb of God , and Him alone , Whom loving I am pure , espousing chaste . " The youth withdrew abashed ; but thought she raved Of one preferred to him . He grieved and pined Dejectedly at home ; at last he ...
Saturs
1 | |
3 | |
9 | |
52 | |
76 | |
82 | |
121 | |
146 | |
186 | |
204 | |
220 | |
249 | |
250 | |
256 | |
262 | |
267 | |
289 | |
303 | |
311 | |
315 | |
337 | |
481 | |
486 | |
489 | |
498 | |
517 | |
529 | |
552 | |
600 | |
613 | |
634 | |
640 | |
655 | |
Citi izdevumi - Skatīt visu
Bieži izmantoti vārdi un frāzes
admirable answered Baron Fitzgerald beautiful Bess Blessed Burns and Oates Castlewood Catholic Catholic Emancipation Catholic Truth Society child Christian Church dark dead dear death delight Denis Florence MacCarthy Denny Lane divine earth edition Esmond Ethna eyes face faith Father John feel flowers girl give God's hand happy heart heaven holy honour interesting Ireland Irish IRISH MONTHLY Ivrea James Clarence Mangan Joe Smith Lady laughing light live look Lord Lynch Madam Mary mind Miss Butler Morony mother Nance never night Patsy Philip Moore poem poor prayer present priest race readers replied S. R. Gardiner sacred Saint Saint Agnes seems sister smile song soul spirit story sweet Taylor tell Thackeray thee things thou thought Vincent Virgin voice volume Weel woman women words young
Populāri fragmenti
39. lappuse - The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven — All's right with the world!
305. lappuse - ... in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain even of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring.
43. lappuse - Ah, love, let us be true To one another! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
42. lappuse - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world.
42. lappuse - Let it flame or fade, and the war roll down like a wind, We have proved we have hearts in a cause, we are noble still, And myself have awaked, as it seems, to the better mind ; It is better to fight for the good, than to rail at the ill ; I have felt with my native land, I am one with my kind, I embrace the purpose of God, and the doom assign'd.
42. lappuse - There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
648. lappuse - In a higher world it is otherwise, but here below to live is to change, and to be perfect is to have changed often.
585. lappuse - And he went about all Galilee, teaching in their synagogues and preaching the gospel of the kingdom and healing every disease and every infirmity among the people.
283. lappuse - For we have not here a lasting city, but we seek one that is to come.
586. lappuse - I'mt we will give ourselves continually to prayer and to the ministry of the word.