The Eclectic Review, Volum 3;Volum 95

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Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood
1852

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Side 479 - Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
Side 379 - We shall be forced ultimately to retract; let us retract while we can, not when we must. I say we must necessarily undo these violent oppressive acts: they must be repealed— you will repeal them; I pledge myself for it, that you will in the end repeal them; I stake my reputation on it: I will consent to be taken for an idiot if they are not finally repealed.
Side 379 - Thucydides, and have studied and admired the master states of the world — that for solidity of reasoning, force of sagacity, and wisdom of conclusion, under such a complication of difficult circumstances, no nation, or body of men, can stand in preference to the general congress at Philadelphia.
Side 358 - This is the catholic faith : which except a man believe faithfully he cannot be saved.
Side 379 - When your lordships look at the papers transmitted us from America; when you consider their decency, firmness and wisdom, you cannot but respect their cause, and wish to make it your own.
Side 734 - The soul of a true Christian, as I then wrote my meditations, appeared like such a little white flower as we see in the spring of the year, low and humble, on the ground; opening its bosom to receive the pleasant beams of the sun's glory; rejoicing, as it were, in a calm rapture; diffusing around a sweet fragrancy; standing peacefully and lovingly in the midst of other flowers round about; all, in like manner, opening their bosoms to drink in the light of the sun.
Side 707 - His love for me has been unswerving and most tender. I have never suffered a pain that he could relieve. His devotion, when I am ill, is to be compared only with yours.
Side 650 - When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, thou didst open the kingdom of heaven to all believers.
Side 311 - Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye ; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye? Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam out of thine own eye ; and then shall thou see clearly to cast out the mote out of thy brother's eye.
Side 486 - To me the thought of death is terrible, Having such hold on life. To thee it is not So much even as the lifting of a latch ; Only a step into the open air Out of a tent already luminous With light that shines through its transparent walls...

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