Chambers's Cyclopædia of English Literature, Volume 2J.B. Lippincott Company, 1902 - American literature |
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... Father , of whom are all things , and one Lord Jesus Christ , by whom are all things , and we by him . That is , we are to worship the Father alone as God Almighty , and Jesus alone as the Lord , the Messiah , the Great King , the Lamb ...
... Father , of whom are all things , and one Lord Jesus Christ , by whom are all things , and we by him . That is , we are to worship the Father alone as God Almighty , and Jesus alone as the Lord , the Messiah , the Great King , the Lamb ...
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... father's ; and if his father's style was modern , the son's was more modern still . From the Trial of the Witnesses . ' We were not long since , some gentlemen of the inns of court , together , each to other so well known that no man's ...
... father's ; and if his father's style was modern , the son's was more modern still . From the Trial of the Witnesses . ' We were not long since , some gentlemen of the inns of court , together , each to other so well known that no man's ...
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... father constantly prayed with his family morn- ing and evening when he was at home , and when he was abroad my mother thought herself obliged to it ; and I can never forget with what warmth she com- mended us all to God . Especially on ...
... father constantly prayed with his family morn- ing and evening when he was at home , and when he was abroad my mother thought herself obliged to it ; and I can never forget with what warmth she com- mended us all to God . Especially on ...
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... father , who still in his low condition was desirous to make me a scholar , sent me to Hull , where he had a good friend , Mr Foxley , who , with his wife , were as kind to me as to their own children . There I went to school every day ...
... father , who still in his low condition was desirous to make me a scholar , sent me to Hull , where he had a good friend , Mr Foxley , who , with his wife , were as kind to me as to their own children . There I went to school every day ...
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... Father in God Thomas KennDD Late Lord Bishop of Bath & Wells As THOMAS KEN . After an Engraving from a Drawing by Scheffier . Prince of Orange's behaviour to her , and return- ing to England next year , was made chaplain to Charles II ...
... Father in God Thomas KennDD Late Lord Bishop of Bath & Wells As THOMAS KEN . After an Engraving from a Drawing by Scheffier . Prince of Orange's behaviour to her , and return- ing to England next year , was made chaplain to Charles II ...
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Page 364 - Muse, The place of fame and elegy supply; And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Page 333 - I felt my heart strangely warmed. I felt I did trust in Christ, Christ alone, for salvation; and an assurance was given me that He had taken away my sins, even mine, and saved me from the law of sin and death.
Page 367 - O'erhang his wavy bed: Now air is hush'd, save where the weak-eyed bat With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing, Or where the beetle winds His small but sullen horn, As oft he rises, 'midst the twilight path Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum...
Page 361 - Ambition this shall tempt to rise, Then whirl the wretch from high, To bitter Scorn a sacrifice, And grinning Infamy. The stings of Falsehood those shall try, And hard Unkindness...
Page 363 - ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD. The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds...
Page 364 - Await alike the inevitable hour: The paths of glory lead but to the grave. Nor you, ye proud, impute to these the fault If Memory o'er their tomb no trophies raise, Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death? Perhaps in this neglected spot...
Page 364 - Perhaps in this neglected spot is laid Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire ; Hands that the rod of empire might have swayed, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. But knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll ; Chill Penury repressed their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.
Page 364 - E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate — 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.
Page 188 - A cherub's face, a reptile all the rest; Beauty that shocks you, Parts that none will trust, Wit that can creep, and Pride that licks the dust.
Page 367 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest, By all their country's wishes blest ! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung ; By forms unseen their dirge is sung ; There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay ; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there ! ODE TO MERCY.