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Side 170 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorned the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevailed with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remained to pray.
Side 278 - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ! As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew Ne'er to be found again.
Side 380 - Deans, Deans and Chapters, Archdeacons, and other Ecclesiastical Officers depending upon the Hierarchy, is evil, and justly offensive and burdensome to the Kingdom ; a great impediment to Reformation and growth of Religion ; and very prejudicial to the State and Government of this Kingdom ; and that therefore they are resolved that the same shall be taken away...
Side 370 - MARY'S DREAM The moon had climbed the highest hill Which rises o'er the source of Dee, And from the eastern summit shed Her silver light on tower and tree; When Mary laid her down to sleep, Her thoughts on Sandy far at sea, When, soft and low, a voice was heard, Saying: "Mary, weep no more for me!
Side 171 - Himself, as conscious of his awful charge, And anxious mainly that the flock he feeds May feel it too. Affectionate in look, And tender in address, as well becomes A messenger of grace to guilty men.
Side 42 - Care's down on the wind, it is clean out o' sight, Past troubles they seem but as dreams o' the night. I hear but kend voices, kend faces I see, And mark saft affection glent fond frae ilk ee; Nae fleechings o' flattery, nae boastings o' pride, "Tis heart speaks to heart at ane's ain fireside.
Side 5 - I shall never envy the honours which wit and learning obtain in any other cause, if I can be numbered among the writers who have given ardour to virtue, and confidence to truth.
Side 466 - Wi' thinking o' my lad. O could I live in darkness, Or hide me in the sea, Since my love is unfaithful, And has forsaken me ! No other love I suffer'd Within my breast to dwell ,In nought I have offended But loving him too well.
Side 368 - ... and rode some distance to the house of a friend. So much was he debilitated that scarcely could he alight in the court and walk into the house. Afterwards, however, he revived a little, and enjoyed some hours of that vivacity which was peculiar to him. But this was but the last faint...
Side 346 - Drouet had had his head-quarters, shared the same fate, and there is not an inhabitant of the country of any class or description, who has had any dealing or communication with the French army, who has not had reason to repent of it, and to complain of them.

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