Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, 第 21 卷Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing J. Hatchard, 1835 |
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... Grief The Flower Dotage Bitter - Sweet Aaron Discipline The Banquet The Elixir A Wreath Death Judgment The Invitation The Farewell Employment Advice Page ANONYMOUS . - Page 305 . JOHN MILTON . - Page 313 . The Hymn The Passion . - A ...
... Grief The Flower Dotage Bitter - Sweet Aaron Discipline The Banquet The Elixir A Wreath Death Judgment The Invitation The Farewell Employment Advice Page ANONYMOUS . - Page 305 . JOHN MILTON . - Page 313 . The Hymn The Passion . - A ...
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... grief : — And looke at last up to that Soveraine Light , From whose pure beams all perfect beauty springs , That kindleth love in every godly spright , Even the love of God ; which loathing brings Of this vile world and these gay ...
... grief : — And looke at last up to that Soveraine Light , From whose pure beams all perfect beauty springs , That kindleth love in every godly spright , Even the love of God ; which loathing brings Of this vile world and these gay ...
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... grief so overthrown ? With constant hope on God await : I yet his name shall celebrate , For mercy timely shown ? My fainting heart within me pants : My God , consider my complaints ; My songs shall praise thee still . Even from the ...
... grief so overthrown ? With constant hope on God await : I yet his name shall celebrate , For mercy timely shown ? My fainting heart within me pants : My God , consider my complaints ; My songs shall praise thee still . Even from the ...
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... grief , no age can them befal : Their bridal bed is in that heav'nly hall , Where all days are but one , and only one is all . And as in state they thus in triumph ride , The boys and damsels their just praises chant ; The boys the ...
... grief , no age can them befal : Their bridal bed is in that heav'nly hall , Where all days are but one , and only one is all . And as in state they thus in triumph ride , The boys and damsels their just praises chant ; The boys the ...
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... hears ? Where is ( say they ) where is thy boasted God ? " My molten heart , deep plung'd in sad despairs , Runs forth to thee in streams of tears and prayers . With grief I think on days , those sweet now 80 PHINEAS FLETCHER . Metaphrased.
... hears ? Where is ( say they ) where is thy boasted God ? " My molten heart , deep plung'd in sad despairs , Runs forth to thee in streams of tears and prayers . With grief I think on days , those sweet now 80 PHINEAS FLETCHER . Metaphrased.
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第 321 頁 - And sullen Moloch fled, Hath left in shadows dread His burning idol all of blackest hue; In vain with cymbals' ring They call the grisly king, In dismal dance about the furnace blue; The brutish gods of Nile as fast, Isis and Orus, and the dog Anubis, haste.
第 328 頁 - I fondly ask: but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, 'God doth not need Either man's work or his own gifts. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best: his state Is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed, And post o'er land and ocean without rest; They also serve who only stand and wait.
第 315 頁 - It was the winter wild While the heaven-born Child All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies ; Nature in awe to Him Had doffed her gaudy trim, With her great Master so to sympathize : It was no season then for her To wanton with the sun, her lusty paramour.
第 253 頁 - SWEET day ! so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose ! whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave ; And thou must die.
第 320 頁 - With terror of that blast Shall from the surface to the centre shake, When, at the world's last session, The dreadful Judge in middle air shall spread His throne. And then at last our bliss Full and perfect is, But now begins; for from this happy day The old Dragon under ground, In straiter limits bound, Not half so far casts his usurped sway; And, wroth to see his kingdom fail, Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail.
第 318 頁 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears (If ye have power to touch our senses so), And let your silver chime Move in melodious time ; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow; And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
第 327 頁 - O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant ; that from these may grow A hundredfold, who, having learnt thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
第 236 頁 - Lord, with what care hast thou begirt us round, Parents first season us ; then schoolmasters Deliver us to laws ; they send us bound To rules of reason, holy messengers, Pulpits and Sundays, sorrow dogging sin, Afflictions sorted, anguish of all sizes...
第 321 頁 - In consecrated earth, And on the holy hearth, The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint, In urns, and altars round, A drear and dying sound Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint; And the chill marble seems to sweat, While each peculiar Power foregoes his wonted seat.
第 317 頁 - And though the shady gloom Had given day her room, The sun himself withheld his wonted speed, And hid his head for shame, As his inferior flame The new-enlightened world no more should need; He saw a greater Sun appear Than his bright throne, or burning axletree, could bear.