Sir Thomas More: Or, Colloquies on the Progress and Prospects of Society, Том 2

Передня обкладинка
J. Murray, 1829 - 868 стор.
 

Відгуки відвідувачів - Написати рецензію

Не знайдено жодних рецензій.

Інші видання - Показати все

Загальні терміни та фрази

Популярні уривки

Сторінка 157 - Love had he found in huts where poor men ' lie; His daily teachers had been woods and rills, The silence that is in the starry sky. The sleep that is among the lonely hills.
Сторінка 246 - Woe unto him that buildeth his house by unrighteousness, and his chambers by wrong ; that useth his neighbour's service without wages, and giveth him not for his work...
Сторінка 423 - My doctrine shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender herb, and as the showers upon the grass : Because I will publish the name of the Lord: ascribe ye greatness unto our God.
Сторінка 170 - And they reasoned among themselves, saying, It is because we have no bread. 17 And when Jesus knew it, he saith unto them, Why reason ye, because ye have no bread ? perceive ye not yet, neither understand? have ye your heart yet hardened ? 18 Having eyes, see ye not? and having ears, hear ye not? and do ye not remember?
Сторінка 244 - Lord, how long?' And he answered, 'Until the cities be wasted without inhabitant, and the houses without man, and the land be utterly desolate.
Сторінка 224 - And they that shall be of thee shall build the old waste places : thou shalt raise up the foundations of many generations ; and thou shalt be called, The repairer of the breach, The restorer of paths to dwell in.
Сторінка 129 - There are many devices in a man's heart; nevertheless the counsel of the LORD, that shall stand.
Сторінка 185 - Tis not in battles that from youth we train The Governor who must be wise and good, And temper with the sternness of the brain Thoughts motherly, and meek as womanhood. Wisdom doth live with children round her knees...
Сторінка 168 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...
Сторінка 111 - God (to whom all hearts are open and from whom no secrets are hidden...

Бібліографічна інформація