Wisdom, Wit, and Allegory. Selected from "The Spectator"

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211 ÆäÀÌÁö - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
273 ÆäÀÌÁö - OUR sight is the most perfect and most delightful of all our senses. It fills the mind with the largest variety of ideas, converses with its objects at the greatest distance, and continues the longest in action, without being tired or satiated with its proper enjoyments.
76 ÆäÀÌÁö - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
223 ÆäÀÌÁö - Others apart sat on a hill retired, In thoughts more elevate, and reason'd high Of providence, foreknowledge, will, and fate, Fix'd fate, free will, foreknowledge absolute, And found no end, in wandering mazes lost.
35 ÆäÀÌÁö - I ascended the high hills of Bagdat in order to pass the rest of the day in meditation and prayer. As I was here airing myself on the tops of the mountains, I fell into a profound contemplation on the vanity of human life; and, passing from one thought to another, surely, said I, man is but a shadow and life a dream.
220 ÆäÀÌÁö - Euphrosyne, And by men, heart-easing Mirth, Whom lovely Venus at a birth With two sister Graces more To ivy-crowned Bacchus bore...
210 ÆäÀÌÁö - They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters ; these see the works of the Lord, and his wonders in the deep.
126 ÆäÀÌÁö - I have set the Lord always before me : Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth : My flesh also shall rest in hope. For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell ; Neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. Thou wilt show me the path of life : In thy presence is fulness of joy ; At thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
278 ÆäÀÌÁö - On the contrary, a spacious horizon is an image of liberty, where the eye has room to range abroad, to expatiate at large on the immensity of its views, and to lose itself amidst the variety of objects that offer themselves to its observation.
77 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ten thousand, thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.

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