The Life of Hannah More, with a Critical Review of Her Writings

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T. Hurst, 1802 - 208 sider

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Side 58 - Behold, I go forward, but he is not there ; and backward, but I cannot perceive him : on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him : he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him : but he knoweth the way that I take : when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.
Side 132 - When Jesus had lifted up himself, and saw none but the woman, he said unto her, Woman, where are those thine accusers ? hath no man condemned thee ? She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, Neither do I condemn thee : go, and sin no more.
Side i - For they that are such serve not our Lord Jesus Christ, but their own belly ; and by good words and fair speeches deceive the hearts of the simple.
Side 136 - Denied the charity of dust to spread O'er dust ! a charity their dogs enjoy. What could I do ? what succour ? what resource ? With pious sacrilege a grave I stole , With impious piety that grave I wrong'd : Short in my duty, coward in my grief! More like her murderer than friend, I crept With soft suspended step, and muffled deep In midnight darkness, whisper'd my last sigh. I whisper'd what should echo through their realms : Nor writ her name, whose tomb should pierce the skies.
Side 82 - They did promise and vow three things in my name. First, that I should renounce the devil and all his works, the pomps and vanities of this wicked world, and all the sinful lusts of the flesh.
Side 15 - The hint malevolent, the look oblique, The obvious satire, or implied dislike ; The sneer equivocal, the harsh reply, And all the cruel language of the eye ; The artful injury, whose...
Side 133 - Jesus answered and said unto her, If thou knewest the gift of God, and who it is that saith to thee, Give me to drink ; thou wouldest have asked of him, and he would have given thee living water.
Side 13 - E'en this last wretched boon their foes deny, To weep together, or together die. By felon hands, by one relentless stroke, See the fond links of feeling Nature broke ! The fibres twisting round a parent's heart, Torn from their grasp, and bleeding as they part.
Side 10 - The native genius of the sable race ! Perish the proud philosophy, which sought To rob them of the pow'rs of equal thought ! Does then th' immortal principle within Change with the casual colour of the skin?
Side 7 - Had scarce an unbroach'd pleasure left; He found already to his cost, The shining gloss of life was lost ; And pleasure was so coy a prude, She fled the more, the more pursued ; Or if o'ertaken and caress'd, He loath'd and left her when possess'd. But FLORIO knew the WORLD ; that science Sets sense and learning at defiance ; He thought the World to him was known, Whereas he only knew the Tovm ; In men this blunder still you find, All think their little set — Mankind.

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