 | Robert Chambers, Robert Carruthers - Authors, English - 1876 - 870 pages
...ransom cost, Nor let my dear-bought soul be lost In storms of guilty terror tossed. . . . Prostrate er forsake me in my end ! EARL OF ROCHESTERJOHN WILMOT, EARL OF ROCHESTER (16471680), is known principally... | |
 | Parochial garden - 1877 - 458 pages
...seat of bliss. Oro supples et acclinis, Cor contritum quasi cinls, Gere curam mei finis. Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my friend : Do not forsake me in my end. Lacrymosa dies ilia ! Well may they curse Qua resurget ex fa- their second birthv... | |
 | Alexander Mackenzie, Alexander Macgregor, Alexander Macbain - Clans - 1878 - 496 pages
...what my ransom cost, Nor let my dear bought soul be lost In storms of guilty terror tost. Frustrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not fotsakc me in the end ! Well may they curse their Second Breath, Who rose to a reviving death, ! Thou... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1878 - 178 pages
...that's proud and high, To learn of fate how desolate It may be ere it die."—MoTHERWELL. '' Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend : My God, my father, and my friend, Do not forsake me in my end."—DIES 1RJE. ' The bay-trees in our country are all withered, And meteors fright... | |
 | Charles Anderton Read - 1879 - 404 pages
...insatiable abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Promote me to thy seat of bliss. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end. Well may they curse their second breath, Who rise to a reviving death; Thou great... | |
 | John McGovern - Encyclopedias and dictionaries - 1880 - 762 pages
...portion of a Catholic mass called the Dies Irce, or Day of Wrath, has always been admired : Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end. MATTHEW PRIOR wrote the following lines for his own epitaph: Nobles and heralds,... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1883 - 542 pages
...insatiable abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Promote me to thy seat of bliss. 17. Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend ; My God, my father, and my friend, Do not forsake me in my end. 18. Well may they curse their second breath, Who rise to a reviving death : Thou... | |
 | Patrick Francis Moran (card, abp. of Sydney.) - 1883 - 650 pages
...that insatiate abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss, Deliver me, and raise to bliss. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my father, and my friend, Ingemisco tanquam reus, Culpa rubet vultus meus, Supplicanti parce, Deus. Qui Mariam absolvisti, Et... | |
 | John Sinclair - 1886 - 228 pages
...shall with surprise Behold the pale offender rise, And view the judge with conscious eyes. Prostrate my contrite heart I rend. My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end ! " SABBATH MORNING. TEXT — LEVIT. xix. 30, " YE SHALL KEEP MY SABBATHS." Question... | |
 | Samuel Willoughby Duffield - Hymns, Latin - 1889 - 528 pages
...Roscommon, in the previous century, died repeating his own version of the seventeenth stanza : " Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend ; My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end !" Dr. Samuel Johnson never could repeat the tenth stanza without being moved... | |
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Prostrate my contrite heart I rend, My God, my Father, and my Friend, Do not forsake me in my end. 
