Modern Christian heroes, a gallery of protesting and reforming menE. Stock, 1869 - Всего страниц: 312 |
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... sometimes changed its form and its watchword . In Luther's age and country , it was entirely a religious protest against the usurpations and corruptions of the Church of Rome . In Scotland , again , it had more of political character ...
... sometimes changed its form and its watchword . In Luther's age and country , it was entirely a religious protest against the usurpations and corruptions of the Church of Rome . In Scotland , again , it had more of political character ...
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... sometimes mistaken earnestness , and their wild but wondrous outpouring of mind and heart . Then we shall speak of the First Seceders — the Erskines , Gillespies , and others of that stalwart type who lifted up a noble , though not at ...
... sometimes mistaken earnestness , and their wild but wondrous outpouring of mind and heart . Then we shall speak of the First Seceders — the Erskines , Gillespies , and others of that stalwart type who lifted up a noble , though not at ...
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... Sometimes , what an uncertain pendulum , each oscillation an age , has the motion of society been ! How at other times it has resembled a railway train rushing impetuously on to be blown to pieces by the mere fury of its own motion , or ...
... Sometimes , what an uncertain pendulum , each oscillation an age , has the motion of society been ! How at other times it has resembled a railway train rushing impetuously on to be blown to pieces by the mere fury of its own motion , or ...
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... fits of learning , it is said , and was a hard student for a week or two , and now an idler or truant for a season , and sometimes he took the lead in robbing " orchards and scaling dovecotes , as spirited boys will Oliver Cromwell . 31.
... fits of learning , it is said , and was a hard student for a week or two , and now an idler or truant for a season , and sometimes he took the lead in robbing " orchards and scaling dovecotes , as spirited boys will Oliver Cromwell . 31.
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... sometimes he broke down altogether ; but there was always strong sense and manliness in what he uttered ; and those who have seen his portrait must be aware that the power , sagacity , and resolution which spoke in his noble rugged ...
... sometimes he broke down altogether ; but there was always strong sense and manliness in what he uttered ; and those who have seen his portrait must be aware that the power , sagacity , and resolution which spoke in his noble rugged ...
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Стр. 249 - Lord, save us, we perish. And he saith unto them, Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith? Then he arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm. But the men marvelled, saying, What manner of man is this, that even the winds and the sea obey him?
Стр. 110 - MILTON ! thou should'st be living at this hour : England hath need of thee : she is a fen Of stagnant waters : altar, sword, and pen, Fireside, the heroic wealth of hall and bower, Have forfeited their ancient English dower Of inward happiness. We are selfish men ; Oh ! raise us up, return to us again ; And give us manners, virtue, freedom, power.
Стр. 85 - No war or battle's sound Was heard the world around; The idle spear and shield were high uphung; The hooked chariot stood, Unstained with hostile blood; The trumpet spake not to the armed throng; And kings sat still with awful eye, As if they surely knew their sovran Lord was by.
Стр. 283 - I happened soon after to attend one of his sermons, in the course of which, I perceived he intended to finish with a collection, and I silently resolved he should get nothing from me: I had in my pocket a handful of copper money, three or four silver dollars, and five pistoles in gold; as he proceeded I began to soften, and concluded to give the copper.
Стр. 77 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Стр. 271 - I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.
Стр. 142 - Whose humorous vein; strong sense, and simple style, May teach the .gayest, make the gravest smile...
Стр. 223 - The horsemen dashed among the rout, As deer break through the broom; Their steeds are stout, their swords are out, They soon make lightsome room. Clan Alpine's best are backward borne— Where, where was Roderick then ! One blast upon his bugle-horn Were worth a thousand men. And refluent through the pass of fear The battle's tide was poured ; Vanished the Saxon's struggling spear, Vanished the mountain-sword.
Стр. 182 - There was the Bluidy Advocate MacKenyie, who, for his worldly wit and wisdom, had been to the rest as a god. And there was Claverhouse, as beautiful as when he lived, with his long, dark, curled locks, streaming down over his laced buff-coat, and his left hand always on his right spule-blade, to hide the wound that the silver bullet had made.
Стр. 298 - Or shall we, with a far truer philosophy of the human soul, infer, in the language of St. Peter, that we have been laying on him "a yoke which neither we nor our fathers were able to bear?