Calcutta Review, Volum 9

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University of Calcutta, 1848
 

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Side 237 - See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me : I kill, and I make alive ; I wound and I heal ; neither is there any that can deliver out of my hand.
Side 227 - Seeing then that all these things shall be dissolved, what manner of persons ought ye to be in all holy conversation and godliness...
Side 237 - Certain men, the children of Belial, are gone out from among you, and have withdrawn the inhabitants of their city, saying, Let us go and serve other gods, which ye have not known...
Side 225 - And Abraham gat up early in the morning to the place where he stood before the LORD : and he looked toward Sodom and Gomorrah, and toward all the land of the plain, and beheld, and, lo, the smoke of the country went up as the smoke of a furnace.
Side 225 - I die : behold now, this city is near to flee unto, and it is a little one : Oh, let me escape thither, (is it not a little one ?) and my soul shall live.
Side 113 - Say, rushed the bold eagle exultingly forth, From his home, in the dark rolling clouds of the north ? Lo !. the death-shot of foemen outspeeding, he rode Companionless, bearing destruction abroad ; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high ! Ah ! home let him speed — for the spoiler is nigh. Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast, Those embers, like stars from the firmament...
Side 189 - I have done, I can hardly persuade myself that all that frivolous hurry and bustle, and pleasure of the world, had any reality : but I look upon all that has passed as one of those romantic dreams which opium commonly occasions ; and I do by no means desire to repeat the nauseous dose for the sake of the fugitive dream.
Side 198 - Come, bright improvement! on the car of time, And rule the spacious world from clime to clime ; Thy handmaid arts shall every wild explore, Trace every wave, and culture every shore.
Side 300 - and down the wards, in hopes of inducing the men to get up and assemble ; but it was in vain. I left three books with them, and went away, amidst the sneers and titters of the common soldiers. Certainly it is one of the greatest crosses I am called to bear, to take pains to make people hear me. It is such a struggle between a sense of propriety and modesty, on the one hand; and a sense of duty, on the other ; that I find nothing equal to it. I could force my way anywhere, in order to introduce a...

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