The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a biographical sketch of the author. [Followed by] The synagogue [by C. Harvey].1799 |
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Стр. xxi
... pains ; but he bore with Chriftian patience the yoke of difcipline , and under his acuteft fufferings would often say , “ Lord abate my great affliction , or increase my pati- ence ; but I repine not , I am dumb Lord before thee because ...
... pains ; but he bore with Chriftian patience the yoke of difcipline , and under his acuteft fufferings would often say , “ Lord abate my great affliction , or increase my pati- ence ; but I repine not , I am dumb Lord before thee because ...
Стр. xxxii
... pain , and told him fo , and that it wafted his fpirits , and weak- ened him ; and he confeffed it , but faid , his life could not be better spent than in the fervice of his Mafter Je- fus , who had done and fuffered fo much for him ...
... pain , and told him fo , and that it wafted his fpirits , and weak- ened him ; and he confeffed it , but faid , his life could not be better spent than in the fervice of his Mafter Je- fus , who had done and fuffered fo much for him ...
Стр. 14
... pain in that , wherein he finds a pleasure ? Stay at the third glass : If thou lose thy hold , Then thou art modeft , and the wine grows bold . If reafon move not gallants , quit the room ; All in a shipwreck shift their several way ...
... pain in that , wherein he finds a pleasure ? Stay at the third glass : If thou lose thy hold , Then thou art modeft , and the wine grows bold . If reafon move not gallants , quit the room ; All in a shipwreck shift their several way ...
Стр. 27
... pains . He that by being at Church , efcapes the ditch , Which he might fall in by companions , gains . He that loves God's abode , and to combine With faints on earth , shall one day with them shine . Jeft not at preachers language or ...
... pains . He that by being at Church , efcapes the ditch , Which he might fall in by companions , gains . He that loves God's abode , and to combine With faints on earth , shall one day with them shine . Jeft not at preachers language or ...
Стр. 28
... pains : If well , the pain doth fade , the joy remains . i OF The Sacrifice . H all ye , who 28 THE CHURCH PORCH .
... pains : If well , the pain doth fade , the joy remains . i OF The Sacrifice . H all ye , who 28 THE CHURCH PORCH .
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againſt alfo becauſe beft beſt bleffed blood breaſt Chrift Church cloſe dear death defire delight doth dreft duft earth ev'n ev'ry eyes facred faid fame fear feek ferve fhall fhew thyself fhould fide figh filk fince fing firſt fleſh fome forrow foul ftands ftars ftill ftore fuch fure fweet give glaſs glory God's grace grief hand hath heart heav'n HERBERT himſelf holy houfe houſe itſelf King laſt leaſt lefs live loft Lord luft Mafter meaſure mirth moft moſt mufic muft muſt myſelf pleaſure pofy poor praife praiſe prefent raiſe reft rife ſay ſhall ſky ſphere ſpread ſtand ſtars ſtate ſtay ſtill ſtone ſweet tears thee thefe themſelves theſe thine things thofe thoſe thou art thou didst thou doft thou haft thou wilt thoughts thy love treaſure unto uſe verfe whofe whoſe wind
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