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... give them the same sanction and the same rights everywhere , and would be glad to find some support of slavery , some shield for it in God's Word ; and if any one could demonstrate from God's Word that slavery is right , he might do ...
... give them the same sanction and the same rights everywhere , and would be glad to find some support of slavery , some shield for it in God's Word ; and if any one could demonstrate from God's Word that slavery is right , he might do ...
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... give him the sweet privilege of yielding up the man to Paul on gospel grounds , and willingly . And hence , also , he says , Thou therefore receive him as I have sent him , not now as a servaut , but above a servant , a brother beloved ...
... give him the sweet privilege of yielding up the man to Paul on gospel grounds , and willingly . And hence , also , he says , Thou therefore receive him as I have sent him , not now as a servaut , but above a servant , a brother beloved ...
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... give utterance to words of regret , if not of recantation , are very apt to lose a memory of what has been revealed so tardily , and to relapse into a bitterness of misconception when the novelty of sorrow has passed away . It is a ...
... give utterance to words of regret , if not of recantation , are very apt to lose a memory of what has been revealed so tardily , and to relapse into a bitterness of misconception when the novelty of sorrow has passed away . It is a ...
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... Give thanks , give thanks ! O Bachelor brave , By the lonely hearth this New Year's eve , That you hold yourself free , and no partner crave , While the married ones pine and grieve . As she on her way , he on his must go ; Each to ...
... Give thanks , give thanks ! O Bachelor brave , By the lonely hearth this New Year's eve , That you hold yourself free , and no partner crave , While the married ones pine and grieve . As she on her way , he on his must go ; Each to ...
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... Give thanks , O maidens and bachelors brave , Who sit by the lonely hearth ; nor sigh For the vacant seat , and the unshared grave : Love so pure , it can never die . December 1859 . J. W. E. MR ROBERT CHAMBERS , AND THE ROMANTIC ...
... Give thanks , O maidens and bachelors brave , Who sit by the lonely hearth ; nor sigh For the vacant seat , and the unshared grave : Love so pure , it can never die . December 1859 . J. W. E. MR ROBERT CHAMBERS , AND THE ROMANTIC ...
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Стр. 53 - Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid ; Fly away, fly away, breath ; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it ! My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
Стр. 149 - No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere : I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from fear. O God, within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity ! Life — that in me has rest, As I — undying Life — have power in thee ! Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts : unutterably vain ; Worthless as withered weeds, Or idlest froth amid the boundless main...
Стр. 209 - With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! What! may it be that even in heavenly place That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?
Стр. 213 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jaeet ! Lastly, whereas this book, by the title it hath, calls itself The First Part of tlie General History of the World...
Стр. 95 - A pleasing land of drowsy-head it was, Of dreams that wave before the half-shut eye ; And of gay castles in the clouds that pass, For ever flushing round a summer sky...
Стр. 340 - The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.
Стр. 273 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men: Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
Стр. 274 - PRISON WHEN Love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty. When flowing cups run swiftly round With no allaying Thames, Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames...
Стр. 208 - Why wilt thou ever scare me with thy tears, And make me tremble lest a saying learnt, In days far-off, on that dark earth, be true? 'The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
Стр. 208 - Then didst thou grant mine asking with a smile, Like wealthy men who care not how they give. But thy strong Hours indignant work'd their wills, And beat me down and marr'd and wasted me, And tho...