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Side 173 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.
Side 119 - Whereas, we all came into these parts of America, with one and the same end and aim, namely, to advance the kingdom of our Lord Jesus Christ, and to enjoy the liberties of the Gospel in purity with peace...
Side 219 - Anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders...
Side 187 - At last the golden orientall gate Of greatest heaven gan to open fayre, And Phoebus fresh, as brydegrome to his mate, Came dauncing forth, shaking his deawie hayre, And hurl'd his glist'ring beams through gloomy ayre...
Side 176 - The more they on it stare. But her sad eyes, still fastened on the ground, Are governed with goodly modesty, That suffers not one look to glance awry, Which may let in a little thought unsound. Why blush ye, love, to give to me your hand, The pledge of all our band?
Side 72 - My own feeling is that if a foreign fleet, engaged in a war which France had not sought, and in which she had not been the aggressor, came down the English Channel and bombarded and battered the undefended coasts of France, we could not stand aside, and see this going on practically within sight of our eyes, with our arms folded, looking on dispassionately, doing nothing.
Side 224 - Also, we will make promise. So long as The Blood endures, I shall know that your good is mine : ye shall feel that my strength is yours : In the day of Armageddon, at the last great fight of all, That Our House stand together and the pillars do not fall.
Side 159 - Lifting himselfe out of the lowly dust On golden plumes up to the purest skie, Above the reach of loathly sinfull lust, Whose base affect through cowardly distrust 180 Of his weake wings dare not to heaven fly, But like a moldwarpe in the earth doth ly.
Side 118 - It is a shameful and unblessed thing to take the scum of people and wicked condemned men, to be the people with whom you plant; and not only so, but it spoileth the plantation ; for they will ever live like rogues, and not fall to work, but be lazy, and do mischief, and spend victuals, and be quickly weary...
Side 219 - All in a moment through the gloom were seen Ten thousand banners rise into the air, With orient colors waving: with them rose A forest huge of spears; and thronging helms Appeared, and serried shields in thick array Of depth immeasurable.