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vol. 3, p. 109

H. P. Blavatsky Scrapbooks

from Adyar archives of the International Theosophical Society

vol. 3 (1875-1878)

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Charity

There’s ever a beautiful angel stands, Who knocks at our hearts, with gentle hands, Oh, open wide for her the door, She pleads for the poor—the suffering poor. From out the plenty, God has given The golden gifts of a bounteous heaven; Your cup of blessings running o,er. Oh, cool the lips оf the thirsting poor. And when the festive board is spread From feast of plenty, where wine flows red. Oh, gather the crumbs from off the floor. To feed the hungry—the starving poor: Hide not your hearts ’neath silken fold Of royal purple and ’broidered gold, For naked feet, a-weary and sore, Are seeking raiment.—Clothe ye the poor. Oh, ye, who sit amid the flowers, And heed not the fleeting, golden hours, Let sunlit smiles shed gladness o’er The breaking hearts of the sorrowing poor. Open your hearts to the gentle guest. Her presence will make your hearth-stone blest ; For the Angel of Charity, open the door ; She pleads for the poor—the suffering poor. “Thy bread upon the waters cast, Ye’ll find when many days have past.” Treasures in Heaven's Kingdom store ; Remember the poor—the suffering poor.

Climatic Influence of England

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Astrology,–Its Good and Evil Stars

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<Untitled> (A little nonsense now and then)

A little nonsense now and then Is relished by the wisest men.

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If you have religion you need not tell people about it ; they will find it out after trading with you for a while.

I fully believe in predestination ; if a man will drink whisky and won't work, he is predestined to become ragged and go to the devil. – Josh Billings

Professor Huxley on Mesmerism

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