Proceedings of the Literary & Philosophical Society of Liverpool, Випуск 32

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Сторінка 111 - If to do were as easy as to know what were^ good to do, chapels had been churches, and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions: I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Сторінка 277 - Thine, when, through forests breathing death, thy way All night shall wind by many a tiger's lair; "Thine most, when friends turn pale, when traitors fly, When, hard beset, thy spirit, justly proud, For truth, peace, freedom, mercy, dares defy A sullen priesthood and a raving crowd. "Amidst the din of all things fell and vile, Hate's yell, and envy's hiss, and folly's bray, Remember me; and with an unforced smile See riches, baubles, flatterers, pass away. "Yes: they will pass away; nor deem it strange:...
Сторінка 126 - STRONG Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove; Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute ; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made. Thou wilt not leave us in the dust: Thou madest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to die; And thou hast made him: thou art just.
Сторінка cv - It was the English,' Kaspar cried, 'Who put the French to rout; But what they fought each other for I could not well make out. But everybody said,' quoth he, 'That 'twas a famous victory.
Сторінка 121 - Therefore being a prophet, and knowing that God had sworn with an oath to him, that of the fruit of his loins according to the flesh, he would raise up Christ to sit on his throne ; he seeing this before, spake of the resurrection of Christ, that his soul was not left in hell, neither his flesh did see corruption.
Сторінка 298 - THE beautiful spring delights me well, When flowers and leaves are growing ; And it pleases my heart to hear the swell Of the birds' sweet chorus flowing, In the echoing wood ; And I love to see, all scattered around, Pavilions and tents on the martial ground ; And my spirit finds it good To see, on the level plains beyond, Gay knights and steeds caparison'd.
Сторінка 112 - It is thus, for example, turned to account by the author of the " Vestiges of the Natural History of Creation.
Сторінка 261 - He had a little plot of ground at the back of the house, marked out as his own by a row of oyster-shells which a maid one day threw away as rubbish. He went straight to the drawing-room, where his mother was entertaining some visitors, walked into the circle, and said very solemnly : " Cursed be Sally : for it is written, Cursed is he that removeth his neighbor's land-mark.
Сторінка 126 - Our little systems have their day; They have their day and cease to be; They are but broken lights of thee, And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
Сторінка 159 - The day after this conversation, the Queen, on her return from hunting, told me that Lord Robert's wife was dead or nearly so, and begged me to say nothing about it. Assuredly it is a matter full of shame and infamy...

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