Common People

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James H. West, 1901 - 217 էջ
 

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Common terms and phrases

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Էջ 108 - Gratiano speaks an infinite deal of nothing, more than any man in all Venice. His reasons are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff : you shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you have them, they are not worth the search.
Էջ 62 - Remember that thou keep holy the Sabbath-day. Six days shalt thou labour, and do all that thou hast to do ; but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord thy God. In it thou shalt do no manner of work, thou, and thy son, and thy daughter, thy man-servant, and thy maid-servant, thy cattle, and the stranger that is within thy gates.
Էջ 86 - No book is worth anything which is not worth much ; nor is it serviceable, until it has been read, and reread, and loved, and loved again...
Էջ 166 - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know ; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
Էջ 112 - It is not for nothing that he has in him these sympathies with some principles and repugnance to others. He, with all his capacities, and aspirations, and beliefs, is not an accident, but a product of the time.
Էջ 41 - Thou shalt not eat of it: cursed is the ground for thy sake; in sorrow shalt thou eat of it all the days of thy life; thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to thee; and thou shalt eat the herb of the field; in the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
Էջ 166 - Wherever in the world I am, In whatsoe'er estate, I have a fellowship with hearts To keep and cultivate; And a work of lowly love to do, For the Lord on whom I wait.
Էջ 192 - All the past we leave behind, We debouch upon a newer mightier world, varied world, Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march, Pioneers! O pioneers!
Էջ 62 - So take Joy home, And make a place in thy great heart for her, And give her time to grow, and cherish her ; Then will she come, and oft will sing to thee, When thou art working in the furrows ; ay, Or weeding in the sacred hour of dawn. It is a comely fashion to be glad, — Joy is the grace we say to God.
Էջ 38 - Shall you complain who feed the world? Who clothe the world? Who house the world? Shall you complain who are the world, Of what the world may do? As from this hour You use your power, The world must follow you.

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