The voice of conscienceFisher, Son, & Company, Newgate St., 1840 - 310 sider |
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Side 14
... attempt such an extended narrative , my waning strength would fail , death would stop my pen , ere the half was told . But what need of premising that my history will not be a complete one ? for where shall we find a full and entire ...
... attempt such an extended narrative , my waning strength would fail , death would stop my pen , ere the half was told . But what need of premising that my history will not be a complete one ? for where shall we find a full and entire ...
Side 34
... attempted not - and this slender lore was , at that period , and for persons in our stations , thought extraordinary ; indeed , when I reflect on the few opportunities and facilities my mother ever possessed for acquiring even what she ...
... attempted not - and this slender lore was , at that period , and for persons in our stations , thought extraordinary ; indeed , when I reflect on the few opportunities and facilities my mother ever possessed for acquiring even what she ...
Side 55
... attempt to deter- mine which merits the greater praise - the number of his works , or the excellence of his discourses . Divine wisdom must have inspired him in no scanty measure , to have enabled him , in so short a period to produce ...
... attempt to deter- mine which merits the greater praise - the number of his works , or the excellence of his discourses . Divine wisdom must have inspired him in no scanty measure , to have enabled him , in so short a period to produce ...
Side 57
... attempt a portrait of John Wesley - good likenesses enough are there of him extant , and yet not one that can convey a faithful copy of what he appeared to me , the first time I saw him . Art , how poor art thou ! words , how weak are ...
... attempt a portrait of John Wesley - good likenesses enough are there of him extant , and yet not one that can convey a faithful copy of what he appeared to me , the first time I saw him . Art , how poor art thou ! words , how weak are ...
Side 58
... delivered with simple earnestness , with solemn yet affection- ate pleading , with winning persuasiveness , and with occasional bursts of powerful , authoritative eloquence . I can attempt no proper analysis , but I must 58 THE VOICE.
... delivered with simple earnestness , with solemn yet affection- ate pleading , with winning persuasiveness , and with occasional bursts of powerful , authoritative eloquence . I can attempt no proper analysis , but I must 58 THE VOICE.
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acquaintance affection afterward Agnes Alfred Usburn Alison amused appeared beautiful better blessed bliss brother CALABRIA called Captain Fitz-Henry CHAPTER character christian church church of Rome conscience consola conversation Cork Cornwall creature deep degree delight desire Dora Dublin duty emotions endeavour excitement exer eyes fancied father favour feared feel felt happiness happy days heard heart heaven hope humble idea influence intellectual interest Ireland Irish John Wesley knew lady lived looked manner marriage ment mental mind misery moral nature never nexion once opinion outward Palermo peace perhaps persons piety PILGRIM'S PROGRESS pleasure poor possessed pray prayer preaching reason rejoice religious remarks remember reply rienced seemed Sicily simple trust society soon soul speak spirit spoke suffered superior sweet sympathy taste tenderness thee thing thou thought tion told tone truth Vanity Fair Wesley wife wished wonder WORDSWORTH young
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Side 134 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set, but all — Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Side 99 - Learn, by a mortal yearning, to ascend, Seeking a higher object. Love was given, Encouraged, sanctioned, chiefly for that end ; For this the passion to excess was driven, That self might be annulled : her bondage prove The fetters of a dream opposed to love.
Side 55 - Sound needed none, Nor any voice of joy ; his spirit drank The spectacle: sensation, soul, and form, All melted into him; they swallowed up His animal being ; in them did he live, And by them did he live; they were his life. In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired.
Side 143 - Had ripened thy just soul to dwell with God, Meekly thou didst resign this earthly load Of death, called life, which us from life doth sever.
Side 303 - And, certain it is, that as nothing can better do it, so there is nothing greater, for which God made our tongues, next to reciting his praises, than to minister comfort to a weary soul. And what greater measure can we have, than that we should bring joy to our brother, who, with his dreary eyes, looks to heaven and round about, and cannot find so much rest as to lay his eyelids close together ; than that thy tongue should be tuned with heavenly accents, and make the weary soul to listen for light...
Side 275 - Faults in the life breed errors in the brain, And these, reciprocally, those again. The mind and conduct mutually imprint And stamp their image in each other's mint.
Side 166 - I know the ways of Pleasure, the sweet strains, The lullings and the relishes of it ; The propositions of hot blood and brains ; What mirth and music mean ; what love and wit Have done these twenty hundred years, and more...
Side 69 - ... whilst they deal with the secular states in all liberty and resolution, according to the majesty of their calling, and the precious care of souls imposed upon them, so long the church is
Side 88 - Such delights As float to earth, permitted visitants ! When in some hour of solemn jubilee The massy gates of Paradise are thrown Wide open, and forth come in fragments wild Sweet echoes of unearthly melodies, And odours snatched from beds of amaranth, And they, that from the crystal river of life Spring up on freshened wing, ambrosial gales...
Side 13 - It were a wantonness, and would demand Severe reproof, if we were men whose hearts Could hold vain dalliance with the misery Even of the dead ; contented thence to draw A momentary pleasure, never marked By reason, barren of all future good. But we have known that there is often found In mournful thoughts, and always might be found, A power to virtue friendly...