Old Portraits and Modern SketchesTicknor, Read, and Fields, 1850 - 304 sider Contains accounts of the lives of several early Quakers, such as James Nayler, Thomas Ellwood and John Roberts. |
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... took hold on me ; where- fore , I may not play in relating of them , but be plain and simple , and lay down the thing as it was . " This book , as well as " Pilgrim's Progress , " was written in Bedford prison , and was designed ...
... took hold on me ; where- fore , I may not play in relating of them , but be plain and simple , and lay down the thing as it was . " This book , as well as " Pilgrim's Progress , " was written in Bedford prison , and was designed ...
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... took courage and comfort from the passage . " I bless God , " he says , " for that word ; it was good for me . That word doth still oftentimes shine before my face . " 99 " I A long and weary struggle was now before 14 PORTRAITS AND ...
... took courage and comfort from the passage . " I bless God , " he says , " for that word ; it was good for me . That word doth still oftentimes shine before my face . " 99 " I A long and weary struggle was now before 14 PORTRAITS AND ...
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... of beauty and sublimity , which had long flitted before him vaguely , like the vision of the Temanite , took shape and coloring ; and he was endowed with power to reduce them to order , and arrange them JOHN BUNYAN . 27.
... of beauty and sublimity , which had long flitted before him vaguely , like the vision of the Temanite , took shape and coloring ; and he was endowed with power to reduce them to order , and arrange them JOHN BUNYAN . 27.
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... took note of the fashion of their wigs and the color of their breeches . Without some such light , all history would be just about as unintelli- gible and unreal as a dimly remembered dream . The journals of the early Friends or Quakers ...
... took note of the fashion of their wigs and the color of their breeches . Without some such light , all history would be just about as unintelli- gible and unreal as a dimly remembered dream . The journals of the early Friends or Quakers ...
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... took to im- prove in his learning . " Thus , by the mediation of my friend Isaac Pen- nington with Dr. Paget , and through him with John Milton , was I admitted to come to him , not as a servant to him , nor to be in the house with him ...
... took to im- prove in his learning . " Thus , by the mediation of my friend Isaac Pen- nington with Dr. Paget , and through him with John Milton , was I admitted to come to him , not as a servant to him , nor to be in the house with him ...
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Side 100 - What wondrous life is this I lead! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Side 107 - Though Justice against Fate complain, And plead the ancient rights in vain, (But those do hold or break, As men are strong or weak), Nature, that hateth emptiness, Allows of penetration less, And therefore must make room Where greater spirits come.
Side 227 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Side 101 - twas beyond a mortal's share To wander solitary there : Two paradises 'twere in one, To live in paradise alone. How well the skilful gardener drew Of flowers and herbs this dial new; Where, from above, the milder sun Does through a fragrant zodiac run, And, as it works, the industrious bee Computes its time as well as we ! How could such sweet and wholesome hours Be reckoned but with herbs and flowers...
Side 106 - And if we would speak true, Much to the man is due, Who from his private gardens, where He lived reserved and austere, As if his highest plot To plant the bergamot, Could by industrious valour climb To ruin the great work of Time, And cast the kingdoms old Into another mould.
Side 25 - I am somewhat too fond of these great mercies, but also because I should have often brought to my mind the many hardships, miseries, and wants, that my poor family was like to meet with, should I be taken from them, especially my poor blind child, who lay nearer my heart than all beside. Oh ! the thoughts of the hardship I thought my poor blind one might go under, would break my heart to pieces.
Side 28 - This black den which rocks emboss, Overgrown with eldest moss: The rude portals that give light More to terror than delight; This my chamber of neglect, Walled about with disrespect. From all these, and this dull air, A fit object for despair, She hath taught me by her might To draw comfort and delight.
Side 26 - Leave thy fatherless children, I will preserve them alive; and let thy widows trust in me.
Side 211 - Glorious in beauty though it be, is scarred With tokens of old wars; thy massive limbs Are strong with struggling. Power at thee has launched His bolts, and with his lightnings smitten thee : They could not quench the life thou hast from heaven.
Side 108 - He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene. But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try : Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right ; But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a bed.