New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, Том 2Henry Colburn, 1821 |
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... reason to believe that I am led to do so by a sincere desire of being useful to others . Millions of human creatures are made to venture their happiness on a form of Christianity which pos- sesses the strongest claims to our attention ...
... reason to believe that I am led to do so by a sincere desire of being useful to others . Millions of human creatures are made to venture their happiness on a form of Christianity which pos- sesses the strongest claims to our attention ...
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... reason gives way to a gentle , visionary madness . The natural powers of my mother's intellect were strong enough to withstand , unimpaired , the enormous and constant pressure of religious fears in their most hideous shape . But , did ...
... reason gives way to a gentle , visionary madness . The natural powers of my mother's intellect were strong enough to withstand , unimpaired , the enormous and constant pressure of religious fears in their most hideous shape . But , did ...
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reason , still a precipice yawns before our feet , from which none but that insulted reason can save us ? Are we to call for her aid on the brink of despair and insanity , and then spurn our faithful , though injured friend , lest she ...
reason , still a precipice yawns before our feet , from which none but that insulted reason can save us ? Are we to call for her aid on the brink of despair and insanity , and then spurn our faithful , though injured friend , lest she ...
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... reason , I plucked , at fourteen , courage enough to unburthen my conscience by a general confession of the past . And let it not be supposed that mine is a singular case , arising either from morbid feeling or the nature of my early ...
... reason , I plucked , at fourteen , courage enough to unburthen my conscience by a general confession of the past . And let it not be supposed that mine is a singular case , arising either from morbid feeling or the nature of my early ...
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... reason of mankind is no less easily accounted for . It is the policy , if not the instinct , of all tyranny , spiritual and temporal , to bow down the slaves of its power , in very wantonness , to the lowest abasement . This profane ...
... reason of mankind is no less easily accounted for . It is the policy , if not the instinct , of all tyranny , spiritual and temporal , to bow down the slaves of its power , in very wantonness , to the lowest abasement . This profane ...
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