Voyages to Portugal, Spain, Sicily, Malta, Asia Minor, Egypt, &c., &c., from 1706 to 1801

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S. Wiatt, 1809 - 335 стор.

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Сторінка 309 - Then they cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He maketh the storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they glad because they be quiet ; so he bringeth them unto their desired haven.
Сторінка 236 - And he will be a wild man ; his hand will be against every man, and every man's hand against him ; and he shall dwell in the presence of all his brethren.
Сторінка 124 - And it came to pass, that the father of Publius lay sick of a fever and of a bloody flux : to whom Paul entered in, and prayed, and laid his hands on him, and healed him.
Сторінка 119 - Whatever fruits in different climes are found, That proudly rise, or humbly court the ground ; Whatever blooms in torrid tracts appear, Whose bright succession decks the varied year ; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die ; These here disporting own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil; While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
Сторінка 120 - ... nation knows. In florid beauty groves and fields appear, Man seems the only growth that dwindles here. Contrasted faults through all his manners reign ; Though poor, luxurious ; though submissive, vain ; Though grave, yet trifling ; zealous, yet untrue ; And even in penance planning sins anew.
Сторінка 215 - shall have the heathen for his inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for his possession ; " when " the kingdoms of this world shall become the kingdoms of our Lord, and of his Christ ; and he shall reign for ever and ever.
Сторінка 306 - Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here shall thy proud waves be stayed?
Сторінка 226 - In all my ways Thy hand I own, Thy ruling providence I see ; Assist me still my course to run, And still direct my paths to Thee. 3. Whither, O whither should I fly, But to my loving Saviour's breast ! Secure within Thine arms to lie, And safe beneath Thy wings to rest.
Сторінка 308 - They mount up to the heaven, they go down again to the depths: their soul is melted because of trouble.
Сторінка 116 - But there is yet a liberty unsung By poets, and by senators unpraised, Which monarchs cannot grant, nor all the powers Of Earth and Hell confederate take away : A liberty, which persecution, fraud, Oppression, prisons have no power to bind ; Which whoso tastes can be enslaved no more.

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