The Works of the English Poets, from Chaucer to Cowper: Including the Series Edited with Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volum 15Alexander Chalmers J. Johnson, 1810 |
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Side viii
... Christ is all love ib . III . 234 Critical Remarks in English and Latin upon several Passages in Horace . An Epistle to ... Christian Poets 266 To the same , extempore ; intended to allay the Violence of Party - Spirit .......... ib . On ...
... Christ is all love ib . III . 234 Critical Remarks in English and Latin upon several Passages in Horace . An Epistle to ... Christian Poets 266 To the same , extempore ; intended to allay the Violence of Party - Spirit .......... ib . On ...
Side ix
... Christian Philo- sophy Atheism the only Ground of Discontent God the only true Teacher ......... 310 ib . ib . ****** ..... ... ib . The Prayer of Rusbrochius ..................... 287 A Prayer , from Mr. Law's Spirit of Prayer ... 288 ...
... Christian Philo- sophy Atheism the only Ground of Discontent God the only true Teacher ......... 310 ib . ib . ****** ..... ... ib . The Prayer of Rusbrochius ..................... 287 A Prayer , from Mr. Law's Spirit of Prayer ... 288 ...
Side 31
... christian Graces breathing in her breast , Her - whole shall teach thee to be more than blest . " Tis Virtue's ray that points her sparkling eyes , Her face is beauteous , for her soul is wise . As from the Sun refulgent glories roll ...
... christian Graces breathing in her breast , Her - whole shall teach thee to be more than blest . " Tis Virtue's ray that points her sparkling eyes , Her face is beauteous , for her soul is wise . As from the Sun refulgent glories roll ...
Side 38
... Christ ! " I began the trifler heard , And shook his wings , and pass'd away . The strings rebellious to my hand Refuse to charm : in vain I sue , The strings are mute to my demand- I broke the old , and form'd a new . " Christ ! " I ...
... Christ ! " I began the trifler heard , And shook his wings , and pass'd away . The strings rebellious to my hand Refuse to charm : in vain I sue , The strings are mute to my demand- I broke the old , and form'd a new . " Christ ! " I ...
Side 40
... Christian scorns the bounds Where limited Creation said to Time , " Here I have end . " Rapt'rous , he looks beyond Or time or space ; he triumphs o'er decay ; And fills eternity : the next to God . NOTES AND ALLUSIONS . Page 33. PLUCKT ...
... Christian scorns the bounds Where limited Creation said to Time , " Here I have end . " Rapt'rous , he looks beyond Or time or space ; he triumphs o'er decay ; And fills eternity : the next to God . NOTES AND ALLUSIONS . Page 33. PLUCKT ...
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Side 141 - Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, ' Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
Side 141 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 125 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides: Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe; And in thy right hand lead with thee The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty...
Side 536 - Reason thus with life : If I do lose thee, I do lose a thing That none but fools would keep.
Side 140 - Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind, The struggling pangs of conscious truth to hide. To quench the blushes of ingenuous shame, Or heap the shrine of Luxury and Pride With incense kindled at the Muse's flame. Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Side 288 - ... left undone those things which we ought to have done; And we have done those things which we ought not to have done; And there is no health in us.
Side 141 - Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his Father and his God.
Side 587 - Arcadian plain. Pure stream, in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave ; No torrents stain thy limpid source, No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white round polished pebbles spread...
Side 624 - Is man no more than this? Consider him well. Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume. Ha! here's three on's are sophisticated; thou art the thing itself; unaccommodated man is no more but such a poor, bare, forked animal as thou art.
Side 219 - Now is my soul troubled; and what shall I say? Father, save me from this hour: but for this cause came I unto this hour. Father, glorify thy name. Then came there a voice from heaven, saying, I have both glorified it, and will glorify it again.