Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, 第 21 卷Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing J. Hatchard, 1835 |
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... rest here in their appreciation of its worth : the enjoyment , and still more the application , of what lies beyond , demands an exertion of the higher faculties of the mind to which they are unaccus- tomed , and which they therefore ...
... rest here in their appreciation of its worth : the enjoyment , and still more the application , of what lies beyond , demands an exertion of the higher faculties of the mind to which they are unaccus- tomed , and which they therefore ...
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... rest with him around , So those likewise do by degrees redound , And rise more fair , till they at last arrive To the most fair , whereto they all do strive . Faire is the heaven where happy soules have place In full enjoyment of ...
... rest with him around , So those likewise do by degrees redound , And rise more fair , till they at last arrive To the most fair , whereto they all do strive . Faire is the heaven where happy soules have place In full enjoyment of ...
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... rest or end . These thus in fair each other far excelling , As to the highest they approach more near , Yet is that highest far beyond all telling , Fairer than all the rest which there appear , Though all their beauties joyn'd together ...
... rest or end . These thus in fair each other far excelling , As to the highest they approach more near , Yet is that highest far beyond all telling , Fairer than all the rest which there appear , Though all their beauties joyn'd together ...
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... rest . But whoso may , thrise happie man him hold , Of all on earth whom God so much doth grace , And lets his owne beloved to behold ; For in the view of her celestiall face All joy , all blisse , all happinesse , have place ; Ne ought ...
... rest . But whoso may , thrise happie man him hold , Of all on earth whom God so much doth grace , And lets his owne beloved to behold ; For in the view of her celestiall face All joy , all blisse , all happinesse , have place ; Ne ought ...
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... God ; which loathing brings Of this vile world and these gay - seeming things ; With whose sweet pleasures being so possest , Thy straying thoughts henceforth for ever rest . 1 Proof . SIR JOHN DAVIES . BORN 1570 ; DIED 1626 . SPENSER . 23.
... God ; which loathing brings Of this vile world and these gay - seeming things ; With whose sweet pleasures being so possest , Thy straying thoughts henceforth for ever rest . 1 Proof . SIR JOHN DAVIES . BORN 1570 ; DIED 1626 . SPENSER . 23.
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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.