Miscellanies, Moral and Instructive, in Prose and VersePrinted: London, Reprinted by J. Phillips, 1787 - 198 من الصفحات |
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... ev'ry future day Still wiser than the past , That life's improvement to furvey May well fuftain my last . A 3 THE THE duties of religion , fincerely and regularly per- formed A MORNING HYMN. ...
... ev'ry future day Still wiser than the past , That life's improvement to furvey May well fuftain my last . A 3 THE THE duties of religion , fincerely and regularly per- formed A MORNING HYMN. ...
الصفحة 9
... ev'ry virtuous foul With various pleafures , in their changes blefs ; Raife chearful hopes , and anxious fears controul , And form a paradise of inward peace . WHEN conftant faith , and holy hope fhall die , One loft in certainty , and ...
... ev'ry virtuous foul With various pleafures , in their changes blefs ; Raife chearful hopes , and anxious fears controul , And form a paradise of inward peace . WHEN conftant faith , and holy hope fhall die , One loft in certainty , and ...
الصفحة 14
... ev'ry good , Give honour , titles , pomp and fame , With ev'ry bleffing we can name ; Give pleasure , profit , knowledge , eafe , Whatever can inftruct or please ; Authority a vast estate , With all that maketh rich and great ; Yet ...
... ev'ry good , Give honour , titles , pomp and fame , With ev'ry bleffing we can name ; Give pleasure , profit , knowledge , eafe , Whatever can inftruct or please ; Authority a vast estate , With all that maketh rich and great ; Yet ...
الصفحة 16
... ev'ry change my life may know , My ebbing , flowing tides , Firm be my faith , that all below , Love , join'd with wifdom , guides .. That e'en thy juftice tends to blefs , Though little understood ; That That partial evils love exprefs ...
... ev'ry change my life may know , My ebbing , flowing tides , Firm be my faith , that all below , Love , join'd with wifdom , guides .. That e'en thy juftice tends to blefs , Though little understood ; That That partial evils love exprefs ...
الصفحة 19
... ev'ry leafy spray . The black - bird here with mellow throat , And there the thrush with fofter note , In concert pour the lay . Do thou my foul refponfive join , Ambitious of a theme divine , And fing thy Maker's praise : Unnumber'd ...
... ev'ry leafy spray . The black - bird here with mellow throat , And there the thrush with fofter note , In concert pour the lay . Do thou my foul refponfive join , Ambitious of a theme divine , And fing thy Maker's praise : Unnumber'd ...
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الصفحة 170 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of fate All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below ? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play ? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
الصفحة 22 - Has made my cup run o'er, And in a kind and faithful friend Has doubled all my store.
الصفحة 141 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate, Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heav'n.
الصفحة 169 - Our portion is not large, indeed ; But then how little do we need ! For nature's calls are few : In this the art of living lies, To want no more than may suffice, And make that little do.
الصفحة 51 - O thou bounteous giver of all good, Thou art of all thy gifts thyself the crown ! Give what thou canst, without thee we are poor ; And with thee rich, take what thou wilt away.
الصفحة 158 - Then see the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans, To give those sorrows weight. VI. For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to procure, Who knows thine only Son has died To make her pardon sure.
الصفحة 168 - If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home.
الصفحة 120 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.
الصفحة 191 - Lo, the poor Indian! whose untutored mind Sees God in clouds, or hears him in the wind: His soul, proud science never taught to stray Far as the solar walk or Milky Way: Yet simple Nature to his hope has given.
الصفحة 157 - IT is of the last importance to season the passions of a child with devotion, which seldom dies in a mind that has received an early tincture of it. Though it may seem extinguished for a while by the cares of the world, the heats of youth, or the allurements of vice, it generally breaks out and discovers itself again as soon as discretion, consideration, age, or misfortunes have brought the man to himself. The fire may be covered and overlaid, but cannot be entirely quenched and smothered.