Macphail's Edinburgh ecclesiastical journal and literary review, Томи 29 – 301861 |
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... seems at last to have arrived . To a watchman on the towers of the citadel itself God has called , " Cry aloud ! spare not ; lift thy voice like a trumpet , and shew this people their transgressions . They seek me daily , and delight to ...
... seems at last to have arrived . To a watchman on the towers of the citadel itself God has called , " Cry aloud ! spare not ; lift thy voice like a trumpet , and shew this people their transgressions . They seek me daily , and delight to ...
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... seems to us that no church can be blameless , which does not take this action in the present crisis of American affairs . It was truly said by Dr Candlish , that " if there were a dozen Dr Cheevers in the States , all faithfully ...
... seems to us that no church can be blameless , which does not take this action in the present crisis of American affairs . It was truly said by Dr Candlish , that " if there were a dozen Dr Cheevers in the States , all faithfully ...
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... seems in excellent humour , so the gentleman cannot , one would think , exclaim with Romeo , " dry sorrow drinks our blood , " and yet he tells her she is as " the spring's glad smiling While the glooms of winter linger ! Warm as living ...
... seems in excellent humour , so the gentleman cannot , one would think , exclaim with Romeo , " dry sorrow drinks our blood , " and yet he tells her she is as " the spring's glad smiling While the glooms of winter linger ! Warm as living ...
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... seems to consider as highly estimable , and alludes to as the understanding which can unravel " the words of the wise and their dark sayings ; " as at page 157- - " The humble heart sees further than the soul . " again at page 50 ...
... seems to consider as highly estimable , and alludes to as the understanding which can unravel " the words of the wise and their dark sayings ; " as at page 157- - " The humble heart sees further than the soul . " again at page 50 ...
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... seems an incarnate sunbeam . We have now established our conclusion in respect of Mr Bigg . Let us further indulge in a few similes , in which beautiful office , he is undoubtedly a great master . " Then twilight came , And light was ...
... seems an incarnate sunbeam . We have now established our conclusion in respect of Mr Bigg . Let us further indulge in a few similes , in which beautiful office , he is undoubtedly a great master . " Then twilight came , And light was ...
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Сторінка 53 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Сторінка 149 - No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere : I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God, within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity ! Life — that in me has rest, As I — undying Life — have power in thee ! Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts : unutterably vain ; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main...
Сторінка 209 - With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! What! may it be that even in heavenly place That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?
Сторінка 213 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jaeet ! Lastly, whereas this book, by the title it hath, calls itself The First Part of tlie General History of the World...
Сторінка 95 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Сторінка 340 - The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.
Сторінка 273 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men: Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
Сторінка 274 - PRISON WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames...
Сторінка 208 - Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears, And make me tremble lest a saying learnt, In days far-off, on that dark earth, be true? 'The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
Сторінка 208 - Then didst thou grant mine asking with a smile, Like wealthy men who care not how they give. But thy strong Hours indignant work'd their wills, And beat me down and marr'd and wasted me, And tho...