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Pagina xxx
... hour of dissolution . It ought to be considered that Cromwell's life and circumstances presented infinitely strong temptations at every step , to the outrageous ebullition of many of the worst passions of our nature ; to cruelty in the ...
... hour of dissolution . It ought to be considered that Cromwell's life and circumstances presented infinitely strong temptations at every step , to the outrageous ebullition of many of the worst passions of our nature ; to cruelty in the ...
Pagina 3
... daisied turf Recumbent herds amid , and thou wouldst turn And glad my mother with my witty words , And kiss my infant brow , and much enforce Upon my playful spirit truth and right . Alas ! would that those blest and halcyon hours That 3.
... daisied turf Recumbent herds amid , and thou wouldst turn And glad my mother with my witty words , And kiss my infant brow , and much enforce Upon my playful spirit truth and right . Alas ! would that those blest and halcyon hours That 3.
Pagina 4
... hours That I remember had a heavenly charm Were still our fate ; but we unsafely dwell Upon a pinnacle and barren height , Joyless , and with life's best delights uncheer'd ; A giddy rock , where furious storms assail , And my soul ...
... hours That I remember had a heavenly charm Were still our fate ; but we unsafely dwell Upon a pinnacle and barren height , Joyless , and with life's best delights uncheer'd ; A giddy rock , where furious storms assail , And my soul ...
Pagina 12
... and idle dreams The spirit should unmettle and subdue , And seizing on the man possess him quite ; And valued lives , far buried in that shroud By fancy woven , weak and woe begone , Unpurpos'd pine away the waking hours . Yet is it 12.
... and idle dreams The spirit should unmettle and subdue , And seizing on the man possess him quite ; And valued lives , far buried in that shroud By fancy woven , weak and woe begone , Unpurpos'd pine away the waking hours . Yet is it 12.
Pagina 13
John Dunlop (of Greenock.) Unpurpos'd pine away the waking hours . Yet is it stark illusion of the brain , And idle visions ought not so to veer The disposition , clutching reason's helm : Nor should a counterfeit sensation forg'd Upon ...
John Dunlop (of Greenock.) Unpurpos'd pine away the waking hours . Yet is it stark illusion of the brain , And idle visions ought not so to veer The disposition , clutching reason's helm : Nor should a counterfeit sensation forg'd Upon ...
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amid ancient army artless beamy blessed blest blood breast brow ceaseless character Charles Christ church Church of England CLAYPOLE Claypole's Cobham conscience CROMWELL Cromwell's cruel Culdees curse dark death deep divine dost doth dread dropt dwell earth earthly England eternal fair fate father fearful FIFTH MONARCHY-MAN France friends gloom glorious grave grief hand hath head heart heaven holy honour hope Howbeit isle King land liberty Lindisfarne lips lofty Lord Lord Cobham's lov'd mercy Methinks mind mournful nation neath noble o'er obtest OLIVER CROMWELL Papal peace Presbyterian prescience priest priesthood prosp'rous Protector Psalm realm reign religious righteous Rome saints Satan scapes scene Scotland Scriptures seem'd sever'd sire skies soul spirit strength sweet sword thee things thou thought thro throne toil Tophet towers treason truth uncon unto wail waste Wickliffe wild words worship wrath youth
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Pagina 171 - Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise; 3 because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked: for they cast iniquity upon me, and in wrath they hate me.
Pagina 180 - Piedmontese, that rolled Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills and they To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow 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.
Pagina 172 - My heart is sore pained within me: and the terrors of death are fallen upon me. Fearfulness and trembling are come upon me, and horror hath overwhelmed me. And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! for then would I fly away, and be at rest. Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah. I would hasten my escape from the windy storm and tempest.
Pagina xxii - I thankfully acknowledge your love in your kind remembrance of me upon this opportunity. Alas, you do too highly prize my lines, and my company. I may be ashamed to own your expressions considering how unprofitable I am, and the mean improvement of my talent. " Yet to honour my God by declaring what He hath done for my soul, in this I am confident, and I will be so. Truly, then, this I find : That He giveth springs in a dry barren wilderness where no water is. I live, you know where, — in Meshec,...
Pagina xxv - And thus to be a seeker is to be of the best sect next to a finder; and such an one shall every faithful humble seeker be at the end. Happy seeker, happy finder ! Who ever tasted that the Lord is gracious, without some sense of self, vanity, and badness?
Pagina xxv - His favours to thee more and more. The great good thy soul can wish is, That the Lord lift upon thee the light of His countenance, which is better than life. The Lord bless all thy good counsel and example to all those about thee, and hear all thy prayers, and accept thee always. I am glad to hear thy son and daughter are with thee.
Pagina 169 - Psalm 32 22 For from thine eyes cut off I am, I in my haste had said; My voice yet heard'st thou, when to thee with cries my moan I made.