No Fiction: A Narrative, Founded on Recent and Interesting Facts, Volum 1Francis Westley, 1820 |
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... objects to the Great Father of all , I think they may derive it invariably from the author you hold in your hand , " casting his eyes down upon the book . Cowper ! " said Mr. Lefevre , with a stronger smile on his face than usual ...
... objects to the Great Father of all , I think they may derive it invariably from the author you hold in your hand , " casting his eyes down upon the book . Cowper ! " said Mr. Lefevre , with a stronger smile on his face than usual ...
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... object , " replied Lefevre , " time is no sacrifice . I will excuse myself to my companions , and be with you to tea . Farewell ! " In the evening , punctual to his ap- pointment , Lefevre arrived , and took his place at the tea - table ...
... object , " replied Lefevre , " time is no sacrifice . I will excuse myself to my companions , and be with you to tea . Farewell ! " In the evening , punctual to his ap- pointment , Lefevre arrived , and took his place at the tea - table ...
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... object . In short , it was one of our finest autumnal evenings ; an evening highly congenial to that pleasing melancholy and calm joy of which they were already possessed , and which they , were anxious to prolong . A They indulged in ...
... object . In short , it was one of our finest autumnal evenings ; an evening highly congenial to that pleasing melancholy and calm joy of which they were already possessed , and which they , were anxious to prolong . A They indulged in ...
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... objects ; my spirits soon recovered their tone , and left me at liberty to find amusement in them . 1 " As we drew near the metropolis , I forgot my separation from home . My bo- som swelled with hope and joy . I was con- stantly ...
... objects ; my spirits soon recovered their tone , and left me at liberty to find amusement in them . 1 " As we drew near the metropolis , I forgot my separation from home . My bo- som swelled with hope and joy . I was con- stantly ...
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... object of pursuit , as the element in which he constantly dwelt . Its influence appeared to raise him above this life ; and you would have thought him unconnected with earth , had it not have been for the affection he discovered as a ...
... object of pursuit , as the element in which he constantly dwelt . Its influence appeared to raise him above this life ; and you would have thought him unconnected with earth , had it not have been for the affection he discovered as a ...
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No Fiction: A Narrative, Founded on Recent and Interesting Facts, Volum 1 Andrew Reed Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1820 |
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Side 276 - I have been afflicted: before I was afflicted I went astray ; but now I have kept thy word.
Side 44 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in Heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Side 38 - D2 my mother—" Beware of the snares of London /" — sunk in my heart. I sighed — I thought I would beware in future — I kneeled down, and prayed to God to be my keeper. « " Must I tell you, my friend, how soon these impressions were removed, and my vows broken ! — that they were often renewed, and as often violated, with more carelessness of the consequences each time! — so that I know not what I might have been at this moment, but for a season of affliction.
Side 275 - light afflictions, which are but for a moment, work out for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory !
Side 218 - He looks for him from heaven, " to change his vile body, and fashion it like unto his own glorious body." He hopes that " this corruptible shall put on incorruption, this mortal shall put on immortality...
Side 90 - I will never leave thee nor forsake thee ; thy bread shall be given thee, and thy water shall be sure.
Side iii - For this reason these familiar histories may perhaps be made of greater use than the solemnities of professed morality, and convey the knowledge of vice and virtue with more efficacy than axioms and definitions.
Side 5 - In such access of mind, in such high hour Of visitation from the living God, Thought was not ; in enjoyment it expired. No thanks he breathed, he proffered no request; Rapt into still communion that transcends The imperfect offices of prayer and praise, His mind was a thanksgiving to the power That made him; it was blessedness and love!
Side 66 - ... have shaped the landscape; it is certainly her cropping that has brought about the hourglass form of so many of the red thorn trees, which give a unique feature to the fields. Her fragrant breath is upon the air, her hoof-prints are upon the highway; she may not yet have attained to wisdom, yet surely all her ways are ways of pleasantness and all her paths are paths of peace.
Side 91 - I will never leave thee, I will never forsake thee," may boldly say, will boldly say, " The Lord is my helper, I will not fear what man can do...