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... earth . You have been , alas ! too long an alien in the tabernacles of sinners , and strayed too far from the folds of God's Church . Turn now the bias of your heart towards the sanc- tuary of salvation and the city of refuge , seeking ...
... earth . You have been , alas ! too long an alien in the tabernacles of sinners , and strayed too far from the folds of God's Church . Turn now the bias of your heart towards the sanc- tuary of salvation and the city of refuge , seeking ...
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... earth a far more sorry wight . A sorry wight , the object of disgrace , The monument of fear , the map of shame , The mirror of mishap , the stain of place , The scorn of time , the infamy of fame , An excrement of earth , to heaven ...
... earth a far more sorry wight . A sorry wight , the object of disgrace , The monument of fear , the map of shame , The mirror of mishap , the stain of place , The scorn of time , the infamy of fame , An excrement of earth , to heaven ...
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... Earth's necessary ills , captiving thralls , Now murdering with your tongues , now with your glances ; Parents of life and love , spoilers of both , The thieves of hearts , false , do you love or loath ! In time , O Lord ! thine eyes ...
... Earth's necessary ills , captiving thralls , Now murdering with your tongues , now with your glances ; Parents of life and love , spoilers of both , The thieves of hearts , false , do you love or loath ! In time , O Lord ! thine eyes ...
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... earth with everlasting flowers ! What mixtures these sweet elements do yield , Let happy worldlings of these worlds expound ; But simples are by compounds far excell'd , Both suit a place where all best things abound ; And if a banish'd ...
... earth with everlasting flowers ! What mixtures these sweet elements do yield , Let happy worldlings of these worlds expound ; But simples are by compounds far excell'd , Both suit a place where all best things abound ; And if a banish'd ...
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... earth , saints near myself I saw : Sweet was the sight , but sweeter loves did spice it , But sights and loves did my misdeed withdraw . From heaven and saints , to hell and devils estranged , Those sights to frights , those loves to ...
... earth , saints near myself I saw : Sweet was the sight , but sweeter loves did spice it , But sights and loves did my misdeed withdraw . From heaven and saints , to hell and devils estranged , Those sights to frights , those loves to ...
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الصفحة 98 - The burning babe As I in hoary winter's night stood shivering in the snow, Surprised I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow; And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near, A pretty babe all burning bright did in the air appear; Who, scorched with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed As though his floods should quench his flames which with his tears were fed. Alas...
الصفحة 98 - My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns; Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns; The fuel justice layeth on, and mercy blows the coals; The metal in this furnace wrought are men's defiled souls: For which, as now on fire I am to work them to their good, So will I melt into a bath to wash them in my blood.
الصفحة 8 - LECTURES ON THE COINAGE OF THE GREEKS AND ROMANS, Delivered in the University of Oxford. By Edward Cardwell, DD, Principal of St. Alban's Hall, and Professor of Ancient History. 8vo, cloth, 4s. (original price bs. 6d.) A very interesting historical volume, and written in a pleasing and popular manner.
الصفحة 5 - Philological Proofs of the Original Unity and Recent Origin of the Human Race, derived from a Comparison of the Languages of Europe, Asia, Africa, and America. 8vo, cloth. 6s (original price 12s 6d) Printed at the suggestion of Dr. Prichard, to whose works it will be found a useful supplement. JONES' (Morris Charles) Valle Crucis Abbey, its Origin and Fountion Charter.
الصفحة 8 - NOTES ON THE CHURCHES in the Counties of KENT, SUSSEX, and SURREY, mentioned in Domesday Book, and those of more recent Date; with some Account of the Sepulchral Memorials and other Antiquities. By the .Rev Arthur Hussey.
الصفحة 1 - SHAKESPERIANA.— A Catalogue of the Early Editions of Shakespeare's Plays, and of the Commentaries and other Publications illustrative of his Works.
الصفحة 16 - There is more weighty bullion sense in this book than I ever found in the same number of pages in any uninspired writer.
الصفحة 96 - BEHOLD, a silly tender Babe In freezing winter night In homely manger trembling lies, Alas, a piteous sight ! The inns are full; no man will yield This little pilgrim bed, But forced he is with silly beasts In crib to shroud his head. Despise him not for lying there, First, what he is inquire; An orient pearl is often found In depth of dirty mire. Weigh not his crib, his wooden dish, Nor beasts that by him feed ; Weigh not his Mother's poor attire, Nor Joseph's simple weed.
الصفحة 47 - The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow ; She draws her favours to the lowest ebb: Her tides have equal times to come and go ; Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web : No joy so great but runneth to an end, No hap so hard but may in fine amend.