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Page 137 - The idea of her life shall sweetly creep Into his study of imagination...
Page 190 - An' each for other's weelfare kindly spiers : The social hours, swift-winged, unnoticed fleet ; Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears : The parents, partial, eye their hopeful years ; Anticipation forward points the view. The mother, wi...
Page 190 - A cannie errand to a neebor town : Their eldest hope, their Jenny, woman grown, In youthfu...
Page 189 - The blackening trains o' craws to their repose. The toil-worn cotter frae his labor goes — This night his weekly moil is at an end — Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend ; And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend.
Page 187 - Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap ; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them : how much more are ye better than the fowls?
Page 218 - Behold, the days come, saith the Lord, that the plowman shall overtake the reaper, and the treader of grapes him that soweth seed; and the mountains shall drop sweet wine, and all the hills shall melt.
Page 142 - And besides this, giving all diligence, ADD to your faith virtue; AND to virtue knowledge; AND to knowledge temperance; AND to temperance patience; AND to patience godliness; AND to godliness brotherly kindness; AND to brotherly kindness charity.
Page 190 - Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new ; The father mixes a' wi' admonition due. Their master's an' their mistress's command, The younkers a...
Page 236 - For the needy shall not alway be forgotten : the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
Page 189 - The black'ning trains o' craws to their repose : The toil-worn Cotter frae his labour goes, This night his weekly moil is at an end, Collects his spades, his mattocks, and his hoes, Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend, And weary, o'er the moor, his course does hameward bend. At length his lonely Cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ; Th' expectant wee-things, toddlin, stacher through To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an

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