Sequel to the English Reader, Or Elegant Selections in Prose and Poetry ...Lincoln & Edmands. Sold at their Bible warehouse, and theological and miscellaneous bookstore, no. 53 Cornhill, 1816 - 286ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... behold the wafte that cir- cumfcribed it . But he that toiled through the valley was happy , because he looked forward with hope . Thus , to the fojourner upon earth , it is of little moment whether the path he treads be ftrewed with ...
... behold the wafte that cir- cumfcribed it . But he that toiled through the valley was happy , because he looked forward with hope . Thus , to the fojourner upon earth , it is of little moment whether the path he treads be ftrewed with ...
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... behold him as yet but in the first faint difcoveries of his perfections , we fee every thing that we can imagine as great , glorious , or amiable . We find ourselves every where upheld by his goodness , and furrounded with an immenfity ...
... behold him as yet but in the first faint difcoveries of his perfections , we fee every thing that we can imagine as great , glorious , or amiable . We find ourselves every where upheld by his goodness , and furrounded with an immenfity ...
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... behold Him . Let giddy and thoughtless men turn afide a little from the hauntsof riot . Let them stand still , and contemplate the wondrous works of God ; and make trial of the effect which fuch contem- plation would produce . It were ...
... behold Him . Let giddy and thoughtless men turn afide a little from the hauntsof riot . Let them stand still , and contemplate the wondrous works of God ; and make trial of the effect which fuch contem- plation would produce . It were ...
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... behold ; loft to all reverence of that God who gave you being , and who has erected this amazing fabric of nature , on which you look only with ftupid and unmeaning eyes ? No let the scenes which you behold prompt correfpondent feelings ...
... behold ; loft to all reverence of that God who gave you being , and who has erected this amazing fabric of nature , on which you look only with ftupid and unmeaning eyes ? No let the scenes which you behold prompt correfpondent feelings ...
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... behold him only in his wrath , and shrink within the flames to conceal them- felves from him . It is not in the power of imagination to conceive the fearful effects of Omnipotence incenfed . But I fhall only confider the wretchedness of ...
... behold him only in his wrath , and shrink within the flames to conceal them- felves from him . It is not in the power of imagination to conceive the fearful effects of Omnipotence incenfed . But I fhall only confider the wretchedness of ...
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207 ÆäÀÌÁö - Yes, let the rich deride, the proud disdain. These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm than all the gloss of art.
205 ÆäÀÌÁö - Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to Virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all...
201 ÆäÀÌÁö - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; 'The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou can'st read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
205 ÆäÀÌÁö - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
226 ÆäÀÌÁö - On what foundation stands the warrior's pride, How just his hopes let Swedish Charles decide ; A frame of adamant, a soul of fire, No dangers fright him, and no labours tire ; O'er love, o'er fear, extends his wide domain, Unconquer'd lord of pleasure and of pain ; No joys to him pacific...
204 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work...
206 ÆäÀÌÁö - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place ; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools, who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
199 ÆäÀÌÁö - The breezy call of incense-breathing morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed. For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care; No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
208 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hoards e'en beyond the miser's wish abound, And rich men flock from all the world around. Yet count our gains. This wealth is but a name That leaves our useful products still the same.
199 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the Moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.