May You Like itT. Boys, 1822 - 272 sider |
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Side xi
... seen such effects produced and preserved by that inner spring ; and I cannot resist , even in this humble manner , attempting to prove how much real joy there is , even in the sad- dest trials of the Christian ; a joy which is seen in ...
... seen such effects produced and preserved by that inner spring ; and I cannot resist , even in this humble manner , attempting to prove how much real joy there is , even in the sad- dest trials of the Christian ; a joy which is seen in ...
Side 11
... - sine was lying down , when Dr.Maynard arrived ; after he had seen her , he went , with Mrs.Stanley , into one of the parlours , to write a prescription : passing through the room . Miranda heard Mrs. Stanley talking ROSINE . 11.
... - sine was lying down , when Dr.Maynard arrived ; after he had seen her , he went , with Mrs.Stanley , into one of the parlours , to write a prescription : passing through the room . Miranda heard Mrs. Stanley talking ROSINE . 11.
Side 24
... seen since . - Oh ! how I felt when they told me she was gone ; that I could not see her for one little instant ! A sort of torpid despair seized me , and I looked at nothing ; I attended to no- thing ; I answered nothing ; I did not ...
... seen since . - Oh ! how I felt when they told me she was gone ; that I could not see her for one little instant ! A sort of torpid despair seized me , and I looked at nothing ; I attended to no- thing ; I answered nothing ; I did not ...
Side 32
... seen thee tangled , ' Mid tufts of purple heather bloom , By vain Arachne's treacherous loom , With dew - drops spangled . ' Mid ruins crumbling to decay , Thy flowers their heavenly hues display , Still freshly springing , Where pride ...
... seen thee tangled , ' Mid tufts of purple heather bloom , By vain Arachne's treacherous loom , With dew - drops spangled . ' Mid ruins crumbling to decay , Thy flowers their heavenly hues display , Still freshly springing , Where pride ...
Side 33
... faintly fair , so sadly meek , I've seen thee bending , Pale as the pale blue veins , that streak Consumption's thin , transparent cheek , With death - hues blending . Thou shalt be sorrow's love and mine ; The violet A MERCHANT'S SON . 33.
... faintly fair , so sadly meek , I've seen thee bending , Pale as the pale blue veins , that streak Consumption's thin , transparent cheek , With death - hues blending . Thou shalt be sorrow's love and mine ; The violet A MERCHANT'S SON . 33.
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May you like it, by a country curate [C.B. Tayler]. Charles Benjamin Tayler Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1822 |
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Side 52 - Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.
Side 115 - Because thou sayest, I am rich, and increased with goods, and have need of nothing; and knowest not that thou art wretched, and miserable, and poor, and blind, and naked...
Side 197 - Yet thou sayest, Because I am innocent, surely his anger shall turn from me. Behold, I will plead with thee, because thou sayest, I have not sinned.
Side 103 - Philip findeth Nathanael, and saith unto him, We have found him of whom Moses in the law and the prophets did write, Jesus of Nazareth, the son of Joseph.
Side 155 - Lie not ; but let thy heart be true to God, Thy mouth to it, thy actions to them both.
Side viii - Here the self-torturing sophist, wild Rousseau, The apostle of affliction, he who threw Enchantment over passion, and from woe Wrung overwhelming eloquence, first drew The breath which made him wretched : yet he knew How to make madness beautiful, and cast O'er erring deeds and thoughts a heavenly hue Of words, like sunbeams, dazzling as they past The eyes, which o'er them shed tears feelingly and fast.
Side 59 - If the world hate you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you. If ye were of the world, the world would love his own: but because ye are not of the world, but I have chosen you out of the world, therefore the world hateth you.
Side 219 - Athenian walls from ruin bare. IX. TO A VIRTUOUS YOUNG LADY. LADY, that in the prime of earliest youth Wisely hast shunned the broad way and the green, And with those few art eminently seen, That labour up the hill of heavenly truth, The better part with Mary and with Ruth Chosen thou hast...
Side xiv - And the green turf lie lightly on thy breast : There shall the morn her earliest tears bestow, There the first roses of the year shall blow ; While angels with their silver wings o'ersluide The ground, now sacred by thy reliques made.
Side 128 - So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found, Among the faithless faithful only he; Among innumerable false unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified, His loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal ; Nor number nor example with him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind, Though single.