Meditations and Contemplations: In Two Volumes, 1±ÇJohn and James Rivington and J. Leake, 1748 |
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... Fear ! Oh ! that they were wife ! || faid the inspired Penman . It was his laft With for his dear Peo- ple : He breathed it out , and gave up the Ghoft . -But what is Wisdom ? It consists not in refi- ned Speculations ; accurate ...
... Fear ! Oh ! that they were wife ! || faid the inspired Penman . It was his laft With for his dear Peo- ple : He breathed it out , and gave up the Ghoft . -But what is Wisdom ? It consists not in refi- ned Speculations ; accurate ...
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... fear , that ,. " fentenced by the righteous Judge , it is going , or gone away , into the Pains of endless Pu- " nishment ? Perhaps , while I am bewailing - its untimely Departure , it may be curfing , in " outer Darkness , that ever to ...
... fear , that ,. " fentenced by the righteous Judge , it is going , or gone away , into the Pains of endless Pu- " nishment ? Perhaps , while I am bewailing - its untimely Departure , it may be curfing , in " outer Darkness , that ever to ...
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... Fears of godly Survivors , and create a calm Intrepidity even amidst innumerable Perils ! O ! how thin is the Partition between this World and another ! How fhort the Tranfition from Time to Eternity ! The Partition , nothing more than ...
... Fears of godly Survivors , and create a calm Intrepidity even amidst innumerable Perils ! O ! how thin is the Partition between this World and another ! How fhort the Tranfition from Time to Eternity ! The Partition , nothing more than ...
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... fear ? what may they not enjoy ? So , juft fo , or rather by a much furer Band , are con- nected the real Tafte of Life , and conftant Thought of Death . I SAID , Our very Comforts may become killing . And see the Truth infcribed by the ...
... fear ? what may they not enjoy ? So , juft fo , or rather by a much furer Band , are con- nected the real Tafte of Life , and conftant Thought of Death . I SAID , Our very Comforts may become killing . And see the Truth infcribed by the ...
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... Fear of Evil . HERE , a small and plain Stone is placed up- on the Ground . Purchafed , One would imagine , from the little Fund , and formed by the Hand , of Frugality itself . Nothing coftly not one De- coration added : only a very ...
... Fear of Evil . HERE , a small and plain Stone is placed up- on the Ground . Purchafed , One would imagine , from the little Fund , and formed by the Hand , of Frugality itself . Nothing coftly not one De- coration added : only a very ...
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100 ÆäÀÌÁö - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
161 ÆäÀÌÁö - Her wise ladies answered her, yea, she returned answer to herself, have they not sped ? have they not divided the prey ; to every man a damsel or two ; to Sisera a prey of divers colours, a prey of divers colours of needlework, of divers colours of needlework on both sides, meet for the necks of them that take the spoil...
33 ÆäÀÌÁö - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
30 ÆäÀÌÁö - As man, perhaps, the moment of his breath Receives the lurking principle of death; The young disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength; So, cast and mingled with his very frame.
185 ÆäÀÌÁö - Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance : behold, He taketh up the isles as a very little thing.
155 ÆäÀÌÁö - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
96 ÆäÀÌÁö - How shocking must thy summons be, O Death, To him that is at ease in his possessions; Who, counting on long years of pleasure here, Is quite unfurnish'd for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her clay tenement, Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help ; But shrieks in vain ! How wishfully she looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers!
36 ÆäÀÌÁö - And we desire that every one of you do show the same diligence to the full assurance of hope unto the end : that ye be not slothful, but followers of them who through faith and patience inherit the promises,
96 ÆäÀÌÁö - Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help, But shrieks in vain ! how wishfully she looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers! A little longer, yet a little longer...
70 ÆäÀÌÁö - Such a nation might truly say to corruption, thou art my father, and to the worm, thou art my mother and my sister.