The Argosy, Volume 24Mrs. Henry Wood, Charles William Wood R. Bentley and son, 1877 A magazine of tales, travels, essays, and poems. |
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Page 488 - I will lay me down in peace, and take my rest : for it is thou, Lord, only, that makest me dwell in safety.
Page 185 - And rest not day or night, And the feeble little ones must stand In the thickest of the fight." "What is Death, father? " " The rest, my child, When the strife and...
Page 185 - Let me die, Father! I tremble and fear To yield in that terrible strife!" "The crown must be won for Heaven, dear, In the battle-field of life: My child, though thy foes are strong and tried, He loveth the weak and small; The Angels of Heaven are on thy side, And God is over all!
Page 457 - Well, as you say, it will be safer with me," he muttered, putting the notes back in his pocket-book, and looking at her stealthily as he spoke. She had grown thin, but there was a flush on her cheeks and a light in her eyes, and she had never been more beautiful and stately than she was now. " Why do you go ? " he asked. "Why should I stay?" " Why do you go ? " he persisted. " We might marry now, you know," he added, slowly ;
Page 45 - The struggle seemed but short. The lances of the south-eastern army seemed to snap 'like hempstalks,' while their firm columns all went down together in mass beneath the onset of their enemies. The overthrow was complete — victors and vanquished had faded ; the clear blue space, surrounded by black clouds, was empty, when...
Page 185 - A Battle, my child, Where the strongest lance may fail, Where the wariest eyes may be beguiled, And the stoutest heart may quail. Where the foes are gathered on every hand, And rest not day or night, And the feeble little ones must stand In the thickest of the fight.
Page 44 - ... of an ordinary chamber, two armies, in battle array, were seen advancing upon each other. The one moved rapidly up from the northwest, with banners waving, spears flashing, trumpets sounding, accompanied by heavy artillery and by squadrons of cavalry. The other came slowly forward from the southeast, as if from an intrenched camp, to encounter their assailants.
Page 512 - Mr. Beecher paused, wondering whether he ought to proceed, but her studied calmness deceived him. " No one knew where to fly for refuge, or what to do : none knew where to put the officers' wives and children. Many were taken to the Flagstaff Tower, but it was thought unsafe, and had to be abandoned. Some escaped : many, I hope : in conveyances, or on horseback, or on foot. Some of the officers retreated to the cantonment, outside the gates, but the troopers got there when night came, killed them...
Page 515 - There ! There ! Do you believe me now, Mrs. Beecher ? Ah ! you all ridiculed me then ; but you hear it ! It was my husband that came down the path here — appearing to me in the moment of his death.
Page 158 - Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me and I forgive him ? Till seven times ? " Jesus answered, " I say unto you, not until seven times but until seventy times seven ! " That is, we are to forgive and forget, without reserve and to the very end.