The SpectatorPutnam, 1856 |
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... secret scorn and derision of those he converses with , and ruins the character he is so industrious to advance by it . For though his actions are never so glorious , they lose their lustre when they are drawn at large , and set to show ...
... secret scorn and derision of those he converses with , and ruins the character he is so industrious to advance by it . For though his actions are never so glorious , they lose their lustre when they are drawn at large , and set to show ...
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... secret awe and veneration for the character of one who moves above us in a regular and illustrious course of vir- tue , without any regard to our good or ill opinions of him , to our reproaches or commendations . As on the contrary , it ...
... secret awe and veneration for the character of one who moves above us in a regular and illustrious course of vir- tue , without any regard to our good or ill opinions of him , to our reproaches or commendations . As on the contrary , it ...
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... secret pride , and applaud themselves for the singu larity of their judgment , which has searched deeper than others , detected what the rest of the world have over - looked , and found a flaw in what the generality of mankind admire ...
... secret pride , and applaud themselves for the singu larity of their judgment , which has searched deeper than others , detected what the rest of the world have over - looked , and found a flaw in what the generality of mankind admire ...
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... secret tumult in the soul , it inflames the mind , and puts it into a violent hurry of thought : it is still reach- ing after an empty imaginary good , that has not in it the power to abate or satisfy it . Most other things we long for ...
... secret tumult in the soul , it inflames the mind , and puts it into a violent hurry of thought : it is still reach- ing after an empty imaginary good , that has not in it the power to abate or satisfy it . Most other things we long for ...
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... secret rest and contentedness of mind , which gives him a perfect enjoyment of his present condition ? That inward pleasure and complacency , which he feels in doing good ? That delight and satisfaction which he takes in the prosperity ...
... secret rest and contentedness of mind , which gives him a perfect enjoyment of his present condition ? That inward pleasure and complacency , which he feels in doing good ? That delight and satisfaction which he takes in the prosperity ...
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Page 68 - OF man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Brought death into the world, and all our woe, With loss of Eden, till one greater Man Restore us, and regain the blissful seat, Sing, heavenly Muse...
Page 152 - And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer, and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel's hand.
Page 455 - I have set the Lord always before me: Because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: My flesh also shall rest in hope. For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell ; l Neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. Thou wilt show me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy ; At thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.
Page 394 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend.
Page 70 - Hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time.
Page 155 - So many grateful altars I would rear Of grassy turf, and pile up every stone Of lustre from the brook, in memory, Or monument to ages ; and thereon Offer sweet-smelling gums, and fruits, and flowers.
Page 645 - I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell ; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell : God knoweth ;) such an one caught up to the third heaven.
Page 394 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.
Page 139 - So saying, her rash hand in evil hour Forth reaching to the Fruit, she pluck'd, she eat: Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her Works gave signs of woe, That all was lost.
Page 102 - My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.