Coombe Abbey: An Historical Tale of the Reign of James the First

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William Curry, Junr. and Company, 1843 - 591 стор.
 

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Сторінка 178 - BEDFORD*. This morning, timely rapt with holy fire, I thought to form unto my zealous Muse, What kind of creature I could most desire To honour, serve, and love, as Poets use. I meant to make her fair, and free, and wise, Of greatest blood, and yet more good than great ; I meant the day-star should not brighter rise, Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat. I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet, Hating that solemn vice of greatness, pride ; I meant each softest virtue there should meet,...
Сторінка 177 - There was a great engine at the lower end of the room, which had motion, and in it we're the images of sea-horses, (with other terrible fishes,) which were ridden by the Moors. The indecorum was, that there was all fish and no water.
Сторінка 579 - Keep innocency, and take heed unto the thing that is right : for that shall bring a man peace at the last.
Сторінка 403 - After a deep and most impressive pause of silence, the solemn Miserere commenced ; and never by mortal ear was heard a strain of such powerful, such heart-moving pathos. The accordant tones of a hundred human voices, and one which seemed more than human, ascended together to heaven for mercy to mankind — for pardon to a guilty and sinning world. It had nothing in it of this earth — nothing that breathed the ordinary feelings of our nature. It seemed as if every sense and power had been concentrated...
Сторінка 178 - Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat. I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet, Hating that solemn vice of greatness, pride ; I meant each softest virtue there should meet, Fit in that softer bosom to reside. Only a learned, and a manly soul I purposed her ; that should, with even powers, The rock, the spindle, and the sheers control Of Destiny, and spin her own free hours. Such when I meant to feign, and wished to see, My Muse bade, BEDFORD write, and that was she ! LXXVII.
Сторінка 177 - LUCY, COUNTESS OF BEDFORD*. This morning, timely rapt with holy fire, I thought to form unto my zealous Muse, What kind of creature I could most desire To honour, serve, and love, as Poets use. I meant to make her fair, and free, and wise, Of greatest blood, and yet more good than great ; I meant the day-star should not brighter rise, Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat.
Сторінка 582 - Life of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ ; Being a correct and general history of our Glorious Redeemer, from his birth to his ascension into heaven ; with the lives of the Holy Apostles and Evangelists. By the REV. JOHN...
Сторінка 492 - God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life." " Herein is love, not that we loved God but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.
Сторінка 541 - Come unto me, all ye that are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest !" He smiled and wept when he spoke these words.
Сторінка 156 - With the saints' and angels' quire. " 0 my soul, of heavenly birth, Do thou scorn this basest earth ; Place not here thy joy and mirth, Where of bliss is greatest dearth. " From below thy mind remove, And affect the things above ; Set thy heart, and fix thy love, Where thou truest joys shalt prove.

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