The sacred sketch book: containing selections from eminent religious writers in Britain and America. By J.F. Winks

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Сторінка 32 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Сторінка 15 - Lift up your eyes on high and behold who hath created these things that bringeth out their host by number; he callth them all by names by the greatness of his might for that he is strong in power; not one faileth.
Сторінка 31 - But rather to tell how, if Art could tell. How from that sapphire fount the crisped brooks Rolling on orient pearl and sands of gold, With mazy error under pendant shades Ran nectar, visiting each plant, and fed Flowers worthy of Paradise, which not nice Art In beds and curious knots, but Nature boon Pour'd forth profuse on hill, and dale, and plain...
Сторінка 25 - No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but all The multitude of angels, with a shout Loud as from numbers without number, sweet As from blest voices, uttering joy...
Сторінка 29 - Survey'd ; and sometimes went, and sometimes ran With supple joints, as lively vigour led : But who I was, or where, or from what cause, Knew not. To speak I tried, and forthwith spake ; My tongue obeyed, and readily could name Whate'er I saw.
Сторінка 52 - The rocks proclaim the approaching Deity. Lo, earth receives him from the bending skies ! Sink down, ye mountains, and, ye valleys, rise ; With heads declined, ye cedars, homage pay; Be smooth, ye rocks ; ye rapid floods, give way; The Saviour comes ! by ancient bards foretold ! Hear him, ye deaf, and all ye blind...
Сторінка 36 - Our lingering parents, and to the eastern gate Led them direct, and down the cliff as fast To the subjected plain; then disappear'd. They, looking back...
Сторінка 47 - Behold me then; me for him; life for life I offer; on me let thine anger fall ; Account me man ; I for his sake will leave Thy bosom, and this glory next to thee Freely put off, and for him lastly die...
Сторінка 46 - Die he or justice must; unless for him Some other able, and as willing, pay The rigid satisfaction — death for death.
Сторінка 29 - For man to tell how human life began Is hard; for who himself beginning knew? Desire with thee still longer to converse Induced me. As new waked from soundest sleep, Soft on the flowery herb I found me laid In balmy sweat, which with his beams the sun Soon dried, and on the reeking moisture fed. Straight toward Heaven my...

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