Miscellanies, Moral and Instructive, in Prose and Verse |
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Grant me , great God ! a heart to thee inclin ' d , Increase my faith , and rectify my
mind ; Teach me betimes to tread thy sacred ways , And to thy service consecrate
my days ; - Still as thro ' life ' s uncertain maze I stray , Be thou the guiding - star ...
Grant me , great God ! a heart to thee inclin ' d , Increase my faith , and rectify my
mind ; Teach me betimes to tread thy sacred ways , And to thy service consecrate
my days ; - Still as thro ' life ' s uncertain maze I stray , Be thou the guiding - star ...
الصفحة 187
Tho ' conscious , while with us below , How much themselves defir ' d to know ,
As if bound up by folemn fate , To keep this secret of their state ; To tell their joys
or pains to none , That man might live by faith alone . Well , let my Sov ' reign , if ...
Tho ' conscious , while with us below , How much themselves defir ' d to know ,
As if bound up by folemn fate , To keep this secret of their state ; To tell their joys
or pains to none , That man might live by faith alone . Well , let my Sov ' reign , if ...
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TERTULLIAN faith of the primitive Christians , " They sat not down before they
prayed ; they eat no more “ than might suffice hunger ; they drank no more than
what “ was sufficient for temperate men ; they did so eat and “ drink , as those that
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TERTULLIAN faith of the primitive Christians , " They sat not down before they
prayed ; they eat no more “ than might suffice hunger ; they drank no more than
what “ was sufficient for temperate men ; they did so eat and “ drink , as those that
...
الصفحة 91
FAITH is the fruitful parent of all other graces , and can never be too carefully
cultivated and improved . Tis . . the source of pleasure , the lamp of wisdom , and
foul of virtue ! ' tis that mysterious ladder by which the soul ascends to heaven ,
and ...
FAITH is the fruitful parent of all other graces , and can never be too carefully
cultivated and improved . Tis . . the source of pleasure , the lamp of wisdom , and
foul of virtue ! ' tis that mysterious ladder by which the soul ascends to heaven ,
and ...
الصفحة 133
Faith , faith alone , those balsams can supply , That faith which tells us we shall
never die ! Which tells us death his conquests shall restore , And all the suit shall
meet to part no more ! BEAUTIES are very apt to forget that all personal charms ...
Faith , faith alone , those balsams can supply , That faith which tells us we shall
never die ! Which tells us death his conquests shall restore , And all the suit shall
meet to part no more ! BEAUTIES are very apt to forget that all personal charms ...
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appear beauty beſt better bleſſings bliſs breaſt bring calm charms comfort courſe death delight deſires divine earth enjoy eternal ev'ry fair faith fear feel firſt flow foul gain give glory grace hand happineſs happy hath heart Heav'n himſelf honour hope hour human humble keep kind knowledge labour laſt light live look Lord means mind moſt muſt nature never night o'er ourſelves pain paths peace perfect pleaſing pleaſure poor pow'r praiſe preſent pride Providence reaſon receive reflection religion rich riſe ſame ſay ſcene ſee ſenſe ſhall ſhe ſhould ſome ſoul ſtate ſtill ſuch ſweet tear thee theſe thine things thoſe thou thought thro true truth uſe vice virtue wealth whoſe wiſdom wiſe wiſh youth
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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.