The Moral Miscellany: Or, a Collection of Select Pieces, in Prose and Verse. For the Instruction and Entertainment of YouthT. Cadell, 1773 - 376 стор. |
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... thee , fo that I am become a burden to myself ? But , thirdly , how happy is the condition of that intellectual being , who is fenfible of his Ma- ker's prefence from the fecret effects of his mercy and < loving - kindness ! B 4 The The ...
... thee , fo that I am become a burden to myself ? But , thirdly , how happy is the condition of that intellectual being , who is fenfible of his Ma- ker's prefence from the fecret effects of his mercy and < loving - kindness ! B 4 The The ...
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... thee I'll prove the fweets of love , " With thee divide the cares of life ; " No fonder hufband in the grove , " Nor none than thee a happier wife . " I'll lead thee to the clearest rill , " Whose streams among the pebbles stray ...
... thee I'll prove the fweets of love , " With thee divide the cares of life ; " No fonder hufband in the grove , " Nor none than thee a happier wife . " I'll lead thee to the clearest rill , " Whose streams among the pebbles stray ...
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... thee , because thou art his wife . " The fame argu- ment , which a bafe mind would have made to its felf for committing the evil , was to this brave man the greatest motive for forbearing it , that he could do it . with impunity ; the ...
... thee , because thou art his wife . " The fame argu- ment , which a bafe mind would have made to its felf for committing the evil , was to this brave man the greatest motive for forbearing it , that he could do it . with impunity ; the ...
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... thee , and to grant What their unerring wifdom fees thee want . In goodness as in greatnefs they excell . Ah ! that we lov'd ourselves but half fo well . DRYDEN What state of life admits most happiness is uncertain ; but that ...
... thee , and to grant What their unerring wifdom fees thee want . In goodness as in greatnefs they excell . Ah ! that we lov'd ourselves but half fo well . DRYDEN What state of life admits most happiness is uncertain ; but that ...
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... thee . And Solomon faid , Thou haft fhewed unto " thy fervant David my father great mercy , according as he walked before thee in truth and in righteouf nefs , and in uprightness of heart with thee , and thou " haft kept for him this ...
... thee . And Solomon faid , Thou haft fhewed unto " thy fervant David my father great mercy , according as he walked before thee in truth and in righteouf nefs , and in uprightness of heart with thee , and thou " haft kept for him this ...
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Сторінка 127 - And I have also given thee that which thou hast not asked, both riches and honour, so that there shall not be any among the kings like unto thee all thy days. And if thou wilt walk in my ways, to keep my statutes and my commandments, as thy father David did walk, then I will lengthen thy days.
Сторінка 344 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Сторінка 168 - ... them into the tide, and immediately disappeared. These hidden pitfalls were set very thick at the entrance of the bridge, so that throngs of people no sooner broke through the cloud, but many of them fell into them. They grew thinner towards the middle, but multiplied and lay closer together towards the end of the arches that were entire.
Сторінка 13 - I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Сторінка 127 - Give therefore thy servant an understanding heart to judge thy people, that I may discern between good and bad : for who is able to judge this thy so great a people ? And the speech pleased the Lord, that Solomon had asked this thing.
Сторінка 346 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Сторінка 344 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman 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...
Сторінка 346 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Сторінка 344 - And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.