Ambrose Maclandreth; or, The religious enthusiast, by a clergyman of the Church of England

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Стр. 77 - How sleep the brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy's feet have ever trod.
Стр. 120 - Let Fate do her worst ; there are relics of joy, Bright dreams of the past, which she cannot destroy ; Which come in the night-time of sorrow and care, And bring back the features that joy used to wear.
Стр. 8 - The quality of mercy is not strain'd, — It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath : it is twice bless'd, — It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes : 'Tis mightiest in the mightiest : it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown...
Стр. 120 - Like the vase in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will, But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Стр. 118 - The merchant still thinks of the woodbines that cover The bower where he sat with — wife, children, and friends. The dayspring of youth, still unclouded by sorrow, Alone on itself for enjoyment depends; But drear is the twilight of age, if it borrow No warmth from the smile of — wife, children, and friends.
Стр. 132 - But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.
Стр. 58 - GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will.
Стр. 30 - Redeemed her life with half the loss of mine. Like a rich conquest, in one hand I bore her, And with the other dashed the saucy waves, That thronged and pressed to rob me of my prize.
Стр. 6 - When a man's ways please the Lord, he maketh even his enemies to be at peace with him.
Стр. 13 - Like holy incense rise ; Assist the offerings of my tongue, To reach the lofty skies. 2 Through all the dangers of the day Thy hand was still my guard ; And still to drive my wants away Thy mercy stood prepared.

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