Poematia Latine Partim Reddita, Partim ScriptaG. Pickering, 1840 - 308 страници |
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... hand of God that my dissolution draweth nigh , I thank the Divine Goodness for giving me this timely notice , and not cutting me off suddenly in the midst of my sins that he has granted me leisure , and a due For the above information ...
... hand of God that my dissolution draweth nigh , I thank the Divine Goodness for giving me this timely notice , and not cutting me off suddenly in the midst of my sins that he has granted me leisure , and a due For the above information ...
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... hands with astonishment . Yet all this midnight show , which has raised the curiosity of multitudes , and with purposed delays has increased it into impatience , can go no further with him than to his grave : here must all his state ...
... hands with astonishment . Yet all this midnight show , which has raised the curiosity of multitudes , and with purposed delays has increased it into impatience , can go no further with him than to his grave : here must all his state ...
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... hand and when that hand shall be mouldering in dust , to peruse the picture , and then be assured , that though it be artless , -'tis true . : I " It must be the frequent perusal of grave- stones and monuments , and the many walks I ...
... hand and when that hand shall be mouldering in dust , to peruse the picture , and then be assured , that though it be artless , -'tis true . : I " It must be the frequent perusal of grave- stones and monuments , and the many walks I ...
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... hands of the Editor , and the authority that seems to declare them to be au- thentic . My old friend and tutor , the late Rev. John Baynes , of Exton , near Droxford , Hants , was executor to the Rev. Dr. Chelsum , the well known ...
... hands of the Editor , and the authority that seems to declare them to be au- thentic . My old friend and tutor , the late Rev. John Baynes , of Exton , near Droxford , Hants , was executor to the Rev. Dr. Chelsum , the well known ...
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... hand . It is as follows : - --- " If any surviving friend will shew his love to my memory by a small tablet , I desire that this , and this only , may be the inscription : PIETATIS SINCERE SUMMÆQUE HUMILITATIS , NEC DEI USQUAM IMMEMOR ...
... hand . It is as follows : - --- " If any surviving friend will shew his love to my memory by a small tablet , I desire that this , and this only , may be the inscription : PIETATIS SINCERE SUMMÆQUE HUMILITATIS , NEC DEI USQUAM IMMEMOR ...
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Страница 102 - HOW are thy servants blest, O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence.
Страница 100 - Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew.
Страница 58 - Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I ; Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up. Make the most of life you may ; Life is short, and wears away. " Both alike are mine and thine, Hastening quick to their decline ; Thine's a summer, mine no more, Though repeated to threescore ; Threescore summers, when they're gone, Will appear as short as one.
Страница 96 - When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
Страница 98 - When in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps, I ran ; Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
Страница 112 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth; Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Страница 106 - O'erwhelm'd with guilt and fear, I see my Maker, face to face ; O, how shall I appear . 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; 3 When thou, O Lord, shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O, how shall I appear...
Страница 104 - Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord, Thy mercy set me free, Whilst, in the confidence of prayer, My soul took hold on Thee.
Страница 108 - Then see the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans, To give those sorrows weight. VI. For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to procure, Who knows thine only Son has died To make her pardon sure.
Страница 50 - The bridesmen flock'd round Lucy dead, And all the village wept. Confusion, shame, remorse, despair, At once his bosom swell : The damps of death bedew'd his brow, He shook, he groan'd, he fell.