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AST APPEAIi FOB THE " CRIPPLES' HOME." 2...
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XLVII. —AN APPEAL EOH THE "CRIPPLES' HOM...
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Another summer, God be praised, has bles...
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It Has Been Observed That Of The Three G...
pledged her conjugal faith , she clings with unabated cheerfulness , inspiring Mm with , couragecalming the asperities of his temper ,
prompting him to the line , of duty , and dispelling the gloom of sorrow by the rays of light , shed by her piety and gentleness .
The many Biblical portraits in which all these features are delineatedare well calculated to tell on the Jewess of the present
age , when , the power of -woman is so great . If she study these pictures like a moral artist , she will find that her most enduring
influence lies in her gentleness and faith , in tempering by her milder wisdom , and in exalting by her confiding piety , whatever is
rugged and austere in the other sex ; in cementing and blessing , in improving and in elevating the circle in which she moves .
It . d'Avigkdor .
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AST APPEAIi FOB THE " CRIPPLES' HOME . " 259
Xlvii. —An Appeal Eoh The "Cripples' Hom...
XLVII . —AN APPEAL EOH THE " CRIPPLES 'HOME . " ? :
Another Summer, God Be Praised, Has Bles...
Another summer , God be praised , has blessed us as of yore , And yet another autumn gilds the gracious harvest store ;
Again the teeming city takes its brief bright span of rest , A gladsome boon to hand and brain that long have striven their
best—The eyes , that many a lagging month , close watching soon and late , Eked out their slender _light to make more luxuries for the
great—E'en they , perchance , for one short day , may leave their toil alone To look the broad sun in the face and feel it yet their
own—The aching fingers , weak and worn , that long have borne the strain Of that fierce greed that grindeth oneto swell another ' s
gain—Perchance , a few swift hours , may clasp , the tender things of life , Fair flowers , that neither toil nor spin and know not any strife ;
While round their path the breeze may blow , that gives its kiss to all , With plenteous gold from heaven ' s own hand that never made a thrall .
But ye that live afar from want , and eat but what ye buy , That wear what starving sisters weave , yet cannot hear their sigh ;
That know no world without yourselves , and to such ease attain . That wish for some new pleasure seems your only sense of pain ;
Xe cannot tell what joys may flood the parched mechanic ' breast When one dear day in all the year leaps up amid the rest ;
When first he feels the wheel is stayed , the garret-dungeon fled , Andjoy ! the wide sward under footthe free sky over head ! —
The , very wave that , brimmed with life , , comes leaping up the shore , Though it but leap as yesterday , and shall leap evermore ,
Yet seems the whole so joyous grown , he cannot help the thought , As if it only leapt for himand all else round were nought ;
The bee that haunts the humming , air , the bird that dots the blue
It seems ne ' er sung so blithe before , nor half so briskly flew ;
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Dec. 1, 1862, page 259, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01121862/page/43/
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