The Prose Works of Mrs. Ellis: The poetry of life. Pictures of private life (first and second series) A voice from the vintage

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Page 135 - the days of old, consider the years of many generations : ask thy father, and he will shew thee, thy elders, and they will tell thee. When the Most High divided to the nations their inheritance, when he separated the sons of Adam, he set the bounds of the people according to the
Page 83 - the strain when Zephyr gently blows, " And the smooth stream in smoother numhers flows ; " But when loud surges lash the sounding shore, "The hoarse rough verse should like the torrent roar." And faithful to his own maxims, he thus describes the felling of trees in a forest:
Page 127 - from the presence of the Lord God amongst the trees of the garden. And the Lord God called unto Adam, and said unto him, Where art thou 1 And he said, 1 heard thy voice in the garden, and I was
Page 135 - who is like thee, glorious in holiness, fearful in praises, doing wonders? Thou stretchedst out thy right hand, the earth swallowed them. Thou in thy mercy hast led forth the people which thou hast redeemed : thou hast guided them in thy strength unto thy holy habitation. Thou shalt bring them in, and plant them in the
Page 164 - bottom all involved With stench and smoke : such resting found the sole Of unblessed feet" ' he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower; his form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than archangel
Page 164 - Melodious part, such concord is in heaven." " So spake the cherub ; and his grave rebuke, Severe in youthful beauty, added grace Invincible : abashed the devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue in her shape bow lovely : saw, and pined His loss.
Page 158 - gainst my fury Do I take part : the rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance : they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further. Go, release them, Ariel
Page 164 - at last relent : is there no place Left for repentance, none for pardon left 1 None left but my submission ; and that word Disdain forbids me, and my dread of shame Among the spirits beneath, whom I seduced With other promises and other vaunts Than to submit,
Page 164 - Before the sun Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless Infinite.
Page 166 - But when God commands to take the trumpet, and blow a dolorous or jarring blast, it lies not in man's will what he shall say. or what he shall conceal." Milton then describes, in language scarcely less remarkable for its power than for its poetical fervour, the

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