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Стр. 12
... Rest unbroken slumber brings , And rev'rend Age in second youth is gay . Nor to the body are thy gifts confin'd , Thine is the wholesome atmosphere of soul ; The tranquil spirit , and the active mind , Sweet self - possession , aud the ...
... Rest unbroken slumber brings , And rev'rend Age in second youth is gay . Nor to the body are thy gifts confin'd , Thine is the wholesome atmosphere of soul ; The tranquil spirit , and the active mind , Sweet self - possession , aud the ...
Стр. 14
... rest : This makes thee triumph in the trying hour , Upheld by sacred Love , and sov'reign Pow'r . SONNET TO AN INFANT . POOR little helpless heir of woe ! Thy days of grief are just begun ; Thy future destiny below Is comprehended now ...
... rest : This makes thee triumph in the trying hour , Upheld by sacred Love , and sov'reign Pow'r . SONNET TO AN INFANT . POOR little helpless heir of woe ! Thy days of grief are just begun ; Thy future destiny below Is comprehended now ...
Стр. 26
... rest , Relieve the poor , and cheer your guest , Then claim a seat divine * ! 3 . * Alas ! since the above was written , this truly good mata as for ever quitted this delightful earthly residence . To the meek and quiet Spirit ...
... rest , Relieve the poor , and cheer your guest , Then claim a seat divine * ! 3 . * Alas ! since the above was written , this truly good mata as for ever quitted this delightful earthly residence . To the meek and quiet Spirit ...
Стр. 32
... rest . Not positive , I meekly yield Where Pride and Passion keep the field ; For I'm a creature frail : I bend submissively to all , Where duty , or where conscience call ; Yet bending , oft prevail . The wanton laugh I dare not share ...
... rest . Not positive , I meekly yield Where Pride and Passion keep the field ; For I'm a creature frail : I bend submissively to all , Where duty , or where conscience call ; Yet bending , oft prevail . The wanton laugh I dare not share ...
Стр. 35
... please , Or piety to bless ? Did Jesu's toils his flock secure- His death their foes disarm ? And cannot love like his allure , Nor wrath like his alarm ? To the Young . Doth endless rest in vain await EPISTOLARY . 35.
... please , Or piety to bless ? Did Jesu's toils his flock secure- His death their foes disarm ? And cannot love like his allure , Nor wrath like his alarm ? To the Young . Doth endless rest in vain await EPISTOLARY . 35.
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beneath bless blockheads bloom breast Bristol charms cheerful chuse Comet controul crowd crown crown'd Dame delight Descartes diff'rent doth dreadful earth Edwin and Lydia ev'ry eyes fair fame feel fix'd Folly frown gain give glory grace graver Subjects happiness head heart heav'n heav'nly Hermit honest hope humble King knew labour length life's live meek mem'ry midnight hour mighty mind mirth Monthly Memorial mortal Nature's night o'er pain patient peace pitying plain pleasure poor pow'r praise pride Probus Reward rise rose round rove rude sacred Sample of Sonnets scenes scorn shame shew shine smile Sonnets on graver soul spirit spread strong sweet Teachings of Content tempest thee thine things thou art Three Fools throne toil true Glory True Honour truth turkey Twas vile Virtue wanton wealth wisdom wise worth wretched Youth
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Стр. viii - And devout men carried Stephen to his burial, and made great lamentation over him. 3 As for Saul, he made havock of the church, entering into every house, and haling men and women, committed them to prison.
Стр. 171 - Two things have I required of thee ; deny me them not before I die: Remove far from me vanity and lies: give me neither poverty nor riches ; feed me with food convenient for me: lest I be full, and deny thee, and say, Who is the Lord? or lest I be poor, and steal, and take the name of my God in vain.
Стр. 29 - Shall through this changing life the same endure, And through that blissful state which never ends. To you the Muse devotes this humble lay, Whose goodness might inspire a nobler song ; Long may your tranquil life the theme display, And reap return of equal kindness long ! TO A FRIEND IN NEED. But my God shall supply all your need, according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.— Phil.
Стр. 181 - Who will shew us any good?" Lord, lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us. Thou hast put gladness in my heart, more than in the time that their corn and their wine increased.
Стр. 145 - For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given : and the government shall be upon his shoulder : and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
Стр. 9 - Yet half mankind devote themselves to thee. How many books thy history contain ! How many heads thy mighty plans pursue ! What labouring hands thy portion only gain ! What busy men thy only doings do ! To thee, the great, the proud, the giddy bend, And, like my Sonnet, all in Nothing end.
Стр. 36 - Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain ; but a woman that .fcareth the Lord, she shall be praised.
Стр. 8 - Nor words nor fingers can thy voice express; But though we cannot thee to aught compare, A thousand things to thee may likened be, And though thou art with nobody nowhere, Yet half mankind devote themselves to thee. How many books thy history contain ; How many heads thy mighty plans pursue...
Стр. 9 - NOTHING. MYSTERIOUS Nothing! how shall I define Thy shapeless, baseless, placeless emptiness, Nor form, nor colour, sound, nor size, are thine, Nor words, nor figures, can thy void express : A Sample of Sonnets.
Стр. 43 - So, wh«na tyrant's cruel breath Had doom'd each Hebrew son to death To sooth his guilty fear ; Young Moses, by the river's side. Within his feeble ark had died, But Providence wag near.