The Churches of Saint Baldred: Auldhame, Whitekirk, Tyninghame, PrestonkirkJ. Moodie Miller, 1883 - 281 стор. |
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Сторінка 280 - Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass or a tinkling cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge ; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.
Сторінка 111 - Witch. Fillet of a fenny snake, In the cauldron boil and bake ; Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog...
Сторінка 94 - Thou shalt arise, and have mercy upon Zion : for the time to favour her, yea, the set time, is come. 14 For thy servants take pleasure in her stones, and favour the dust thereof.
Сторінка 281 - For we know in part, and we prophesy in part ; but when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away. When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child ; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see through a glass, darkly ; but then face to face : now I know in part ; but then shall I know even as also I am known. And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three ; but the greatest of these is charity.
Сторінка 114 - 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, are more than they.
Сторінка 281 - Charity never faileth : but whether there be prophecies they shall fail ; whether there be tongues, they shall cease ; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come then that which is in part shall be done away.
Сторінка 54 - blindly run ; A web is wov'n across the sky ; From out waste places comes a cry, And murmurs from the dying sun : ' And all the phantom, Nature, stands — With all the music in her tone, A hollow echo of my own, — A hollow form with empty hands.
Сторінка 94 - So the heathen shall fear the name of the LORD, and all the kings of the earth thy glory. 16 When the LORD shall build up Zion, he shall appear in his glory.
Сторінка 53 - Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy : he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now how abhorred in 170 my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Сторінка 93 - Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen. The Lord hath done great things for them.