Sacred Classics, Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, Zväzok 21Richard Cattermole, Henry Stebbing J. Hatchard, 1835 |
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Strana 13
... desire Of those faire formes , may lift themselves up hier , And learne to love , with zealous humble dewty , The Eternall Fountaine of that heavenly beauty . Beginning then below , with the easie vew Of this SPENSER . 13 An Hymn of ...
... desire Of those faire formes , may lift themselves up hier , And learne to love , with zealous humble dewty , The Eternall Fountaine of that heavenly beauty . Beginning then below , with the easie vew Of this SPENSER . 13 An Hymn of ...
Strana 22
... desire , their gain , Is fixed all on that which now they see ; All other sights but fained shadowes bee . And that fair lampe which useth to inflame The hearts of men with self - consuming fire , Thenceforth seems foul , and full of ...
... desire , their gain , Is fixed all on that which now they see ; All other sights but fained shadowes bee . And that fair lampe which useth to inflame The hearts of men with self - consuming fire , Thenceforth seems foul , and full of ...
Strana 27
... desire to know first made men fools , And did corrupt the root of all mankind ? For when God's hand had written in the hearts Of our first parents all the rules of good , So that their skill infus'd surpass'd all arts That ever were ...
... desire to know first made men fools , And did corrupt the root of all mankind ? For when God's hand had written in the hearts Of our first parents all the rules of good , So that their skill infus'd surpass'd all arts That ever were ...
Strana 28
... desire to learn . But we , their wretched offspring , what do we ? Do not we still taste of the fruit forbid , While with fond fruitless curiosity , In books profane we seek for knowledge hid ? What is this knowledge , but the sky ...
... desire to learn . But we , their wretched offspring , what do we ? Do not we still taste of the fruit forbid , While with fond fruitless curiosity , In books profane we seek for knowledge hid ? What is this knowledge , but the sky ...
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... desire to spread Their light opinions , like these epicures ; For so their stagg'ring thoughts are comforted , And other men's assent their doubt assures . Yet , tho ' these men against their conscience strive , There are some sparkles ...
... desire to spread Their light opinions , like these epicures ; For so their stagg'ring thoughts are comforted , And other men's assent their doubt assures . Yet , tho ' these men against their conscience strive , There are some sparkles ...
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The Sacred Classics: Or, Cabinet Library of Divinity, Zväzok 21 Richard CATTERMOLE Úplné zobrazenie - 1835 |
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angels art thou beams beauty behold blessed blind bliss blood breast breath bright canst Christ clouds creatures crown dark dead dear death delight didst divine doth drest dust earth Edom Eridan eternal ev'n ev'ry eyes face fair fear fire flaming flesh flowers foes FRANCIS QUARLES GEORGE WITHER GILES FLETCHER glorious glory God's grace grave grief hand hath head heart heav'n heavenly hell HENRY KING holy honour Introductory Essay Jeremy Taylor John Hatchard King light live lively coloured look Lord man's mercy mind never night pain PHINEAS FLETCHER pleasure poet poor pow'r praise PSALM rest Rickerby sacred shame shine sighs sight sing sins SIR JOHN DAVIES sleep songs sorrow soul spirits spring stars sweet tears thee thine things thou art thou dost thou hast thought thousand throne thyself tongue unto verse weep wind wings wound wretched
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Strana 321 - 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.
Strana 328 - 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.
Strana 315 - 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.
Strana 253 - 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.
Strana 320 - 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.
Strana 318 - 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.
Strana 327 - 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.
Strana 236 - 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...
Strana 321 - 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.
Strana 317 - 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.