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... CHRIST , of truth a cordial love ! On this hand one is lodg'd whofe tomb does show A tale indeed of pitiable woe ! Well may the little images recline , O'er the dumb ashes hang their heads , and pine ! None can the melancholy story hear ...
... CHRIST , of truth a cordial love ! On this hand one is lodg'd whofe tomb does show A tale indeed of pitiable woe ! Well may the little images recline , O'er the dumb ashes hang their heads , and pine ! None can the melancholy story hear ...
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... CHRIST our LORD ! this will affuage Their griefs , and fweeten death's tormenting rage . Has wealth pull'd all her golden mountains down ? Where's honor with its trophies of renown ? Where are the pomps of a vain world now fled ? At ...
... CHRIST our LORD ! this will affuage Their griefs , and fweeten death's tormenting rage . Has wealth pull'd all her golden mountains down ? Where's honor with its trophies of renown ? Where are the pomps of a vain world now fled ? At ...
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... CHRIST gave up the ghost , and flesh became , The ' he JEHOVAH was , the great I AM ; The fountain of exiftence , who alone Calls blifs and immortality his own . He who supposed it no fraud to call Himfelf an equal to God All in All ...
... CHRIST gave up the ghost , and flesh became , The ' he JEHOVAH was , the great I AM ; The fountain of exiftence , who alone Calls blifs and immortality his own . He who supposed it no fraud to call Himfelf an equal to God All in All ...
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... CHRIST fhould feel fuch dreadful agony ! He dy'd the death , of whom we witnefs have , He's the true Gon , and ... CHRIST the bleed grafp'd the bloody fword , Tho ' he was KING of Kings , of Lords the LORD . CHRIST JESUS , the fole ...
... CHRIST fhould feel fuch dreadful agony ! He dy'd the death , of whom we witnefs have , He's the true Gon , and ... CHRIST the bleed grafp'd the bloody fword , Tho ' he was KING of Kings , of Lords the LORD . CHRIST JESUS , the fole ...
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... But went not JESUS as a fool to rest ? Not mark'd with fears of glory on his breaft But as fome wicked villain on the rack , With lashes of the vile fcourge on his back . t ; Yes , CHRIST the bleffed , bow'd , ere he 58 MEDITATIONS AMONG.
... But went not JESUS as a fool to rest ? Not mark'd with fears of glory on his breaft But as fome wicked villain on the rack , With lashes of the vile fcourge on his back . t ; Yes , CHRIST the bleffed , bow'd , ere he 58 MEDITATIONS AMONG.
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Page 33 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page ix - When I was a school-boy, a relation of mine, long deceased, was so kind as to lend me the original poem of Yarico to Inkle, which he got from an intimate friend, the author of it, who had been dead many years before it came into my handS.
Page 213 - Did' it from hate, or thirft of gain proceed ? Urge nothing — for if love's not in our pow'r, Is there from gratitude requir'd no more ? That's the grand tie that fliould for ever bind, The fureft charm to fix a noble mind. *
Page 10 - Poeta nascitur, non fit. That is to say, you cannot make a poet out of a barber's block. cation of your readers, not doubting but they will agree with me, that they are as excellent in point of sentiment, as in sweetness and elegance. Medita.tion
Page 29 - Nothing more certain, and which shall endure, Than laws of Medes and Per-si-ans more sure. To say that death could from such bliss arise, A happy im-pro-pri-e-ty implies.
Page ix - I could fafely pafs with the public as the author of it — a kind of fraud, however, which I fnall never be guilty of.
Page 15 - Remember that of them you're not bereav'd, But from " the coming evil they are fav'd.
Page 213 - The virgin's envy, and the youth's delight ; Nor was my birth unequal to my fame, I from a race of fov'reign princes came. My love, the no...
Page 11 - Their former variances all obey, And to an amicable end give way. Here thofe who, living, were at enmity, By Death are brought to dwell in unity.