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We are all of us very perfect creatures so long as we are not tried.
Dinah Maria Murlock Craik
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Loud wind, strong wind, sweeping o'er the mountains, Fresh wind, free wind, blowing from the sea, Pour forth thy vials like streams from airy mountains, Draughts of life to me.
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It is not the smallest use to try to make people good, unless you try at the same time - and they feel that you are trying - to make them happy. And you rarely can make another happy, unless you are happy yourself.
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We never know through what Divine mysteries of compensation the great Father of the universe may be carrying out His sublime plan but those three words, God is love ought to contain, to every doubting soul, the solution of all things.
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God rest you merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, Was born upon this day, To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy! For Jesus Christ, our Saviour, Was born on Christmas Day.
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