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" I had heard the subject handled a thousand times : I had thought it exhausted long ago. Little did I suppose, that in the wild woods of America, I was to meet with a man whose eloquence would give, to this topic, a new and more sublime pathos than I had... "
Anecdotes of the Blind - 31 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: Abram V. Courtney - 1835 - 52 ÆäÀÌÁö
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The Connecticut evangelical magazine, 6±Ç

1805 - 590 ÆäÀÌÁö
...perfectly blind. The first emotions which touched my breast were those of mingled piety and veneration. — It was a day of the administration of the sacrament, and his subject was the passion of our saviour. — As he decended from the pulpit to distribute the mystic symbols,...
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The Literary Magazine, and American Register, 1±Ç

1804 - 496 ÆäÀÌÁö
...veneration. But ah ! Sacred God ! How soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never mure worthy of a prognostic swarm of bees, than were the lips of this holy man 1 It was a day of the administration of the sacrament, and his subject, of course, was the passion...
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The British Spy, Or, Letters to a Member of the British Parliament: Written ...

William Wirt - 1804 - 120 ÆäÀÌÁö
...ah ! Sacred God ! How soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never more worthy a prognostic!? swarm of bees, than were the lips of this holy man ! It wasa day of the administration of the sacrament, and his subject, of course, was the passion of our...
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The Letters of the British Spy

William Wirt - 1805 - 144 ÆäÀÌÁö
...touched my breast, were those of mingled pity and veneration. But ah r Sacred God ! How soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never...subject, of course, was the passion of our Saviour. I had heard the subject handled a that!-- sand times : I had thought it exhausted long a-* go. Little...
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The History of South-Carolina: From Its First Settlement in 1670, to the ..., 2±Ç

David Ramsay - 1809 - 642 ÆäÀÌÁö
...and veneration. But ah ! how soon " were all my feelings changed. The lips of Plato were nc" vermore worthy of a prognostic swarm of bees, than were «...sacrament, and his subject of course was the passion " of eur Saviour. I had heard the subject handled a thousand " times : I had thought it exhausted long ago....
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The American Orator, Or, Elegant Extracts in Prose and Poetry: Comprehending ...

Increase Cooke - 1811 - 428 ÆäÀÌÁö
...those of mingled pity and veneration, But ah ! Great God ! How soon were all my feelings changed ! It was a day of the administration of the sacrament,...subject, of course, was the passion of our Saviour. J had heard the subject handled a thousand times : I had thought it exhausted long ago. Ivittle did...
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The pulpit; or, A biographical and literary account of eminent popular ..., 2±Ç

Garnet Terry - 1812 - 408 ÆäÀÌÁö
...touched my breast were those of mingled pity and veneration. But ah ! sacred God ! how soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never...swarm of bees, than were the lips of this holy man I It was a day of the administration of the sacrament ; and his subject, of course, was the Passion...
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The New evangelical magazine and theological review, 1±Ç

1815 - 444 ÆäÀÌÁö
...veneration. But ah ! how soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never more wortby of a prognostic swarm of bees than were the lips of...subject, of course, was the passion of our Saviour. I had heard the subject handled a thousand times : I had thought it exhansted long ago. Little did...
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The Letters of the British Spy

William Wirt - 1829 - 250 ÆäÀÌÁö
...touched my breast, were those of mingled pity and veneration. But ah ! sacred God ! how soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never more worthy of a prognostick swarm of bees, than were the lips of this holy man ! It was a day of the administration...
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The American First Class Book, Or, Exercises in Reading and Recitation

John Pierpont - 1823 - 492 ÆäÀÌÁö
...emotions which touched my breast, were those of mingled pity and veneration. But how soon were all my feelings changed ! The lips of Plato were never more worthy of a prognostick swarm of bees, than were the lips of this holy man ! It was a day of the administration...
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