The Christian Poet; Or, Selections in Verse on Sacred SubjectsWilliam Collins, 1828 - 500 pagina's |
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... hath passion or admiration in all the changes of that which is called fortune from without , or the wily subtleties and refluxes of man's thoughts from within ; all these things , with a solid and treat- able smoothness , to paint out ...
... hath passion or admiration in all the changes of that which is called fortune from without , or the wily subtleties and refluxes of man's thoughts from within ; all these things , with a solid and treat- able smoothness , to paint out ...
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James Montgomery. for he hath done marvellous things : his right hand , and his holy arm , hath gotten him the victory . — Make a joyful noise unto the Lord , all the earth : make a loud noise , and rejoice , and sing praise . Sing unto ...
James Montgomery. for he hath done marvellous things : his right hand , and his holy arm , hath gotten him the victory . — Make a joyful noise unto the Lord , all the earth : make a loud noise , and rejoice , and sing praise . Sing unto ...
Pagina xvii
... mercy shall follow me all the days of my life ; and will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever . " . Psalm xxiii . me . Thanksgiving , - " O sing unto the Lord a new song for he hath done marvellous things : his right hand xvi.
... mercy shall follow me all the days of my life ; and will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever . " . Psalm xxiii . me . Thanksgiving , - " O sing unto the Lord a new song for he hath done marvellous things : his right hand xvi.
Pagina xvii
James Montgomery. for he hath done marvellous things : his right hand , and his holy arm , hath gotten him the victory . — Make a joyful noise unto the Lord , all the earth : make a loud noise , and rejoice , and sing praise . Sing unto ...
James Montgomery. for he hath done marvellous things : his right hand , and his holy arm , hath gotten him the victory . — Make a joyful noise unto the Lord , all the earth : make a loud noise , and rejoice , and sing praise . Sing unto ...
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... hath hate , and climbing tikelnesse , Prease hath enuy , and wele is blent ouer all , Sauour no more than thee behoue shall , Rede well thy selfe that other folke canst rede , And trouth thee shall deliuer , it is no drede . Paine thee ...
... hath hate , and climbing tikelnesse , Prease hath enuy , and wele is blent ouer all , Sauour no more than thee behoue shall , Rede well thy selfe that other folke canst rede , And trouth thee shall deliuer , it is no drede . Paine thee ...
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The Christian Poet; Or, Selections in Verse on Sacred Subjects James Montgomery Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2015 |
The Christian Poet, Or Selections in Verse, on Sacred Subjects (Classic Reprint) James Montgomery Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2018 |
The Christian Poet; Or, Selections in Verse On Sacred Subjects James Montgomery Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2018 |
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Pagina 273 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power, By doctrines fashion'd to the varying hour; Far other aims his heart had learn'd to prize, More hent to raise the wretched than to rise." His house was known to all the vagrant train, He chid their wanderings, hut relieved their pain: The long
Pagina 313 - When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. Like the leaves of the forest when summer is green. That host with their banners at sunset were seen; Like the leaves of the forest when autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay wither'd and strown. For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the
Pagina 303 - An' mind your duty, duly, morn an' night! Lest in temptation's path ye gang astray, Implore his counsel and assisting might: They never sought in vain that sought the Lord aright The cheerfu' supper done, wi' serious face, They, round the ingle, form a circle wide; The sire turns o'er wi
Pagina 208 - moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Heaven. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple tyrant; that from these may grow A hundred fold, who, having learn'd thy way, Early may fly the Babylonian woe. On the
Pagina 85 - Death the conqueror of all. THE glories of our mortal state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against Fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings; Sceptre and crown Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill; But their strong nerves at
Pagina 101 - run We have short time to stay, as you; We' have as short a spring, As quick a growth to meet decay, As you, or any thing: We die, As your hours do; and dry Away, Like to the summer-rain, Or as the pearls of morning-dew, Ne'er to be found again.
Pagina 77 - 1 charge thee, fling away ambition; By that sin fell the angels; how can man, then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by 't? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Pagina ix - I am a very foolish, fond old man, Fourscore and upward; and, to deal plainly, I fear, I am not in my perfect mind. * Methinks, I should know you, and know this man ; Yet I am doubtful; for 1 am mainly ignorant What place this is ; and all the skill I have Remembers not these garments; nor
Pagina 313 - but once heaved,and for ever grew still And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But through it there roll'd not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf.
Pagina 293 - The Christian Freeman. HE is the freeman, whom the truth makes free, And all are slaves beside. There's not a chain That hellish foes confederate for his harm, Can wind around him, but he casts it off, With as much ease as Samson his green withes. He looks abroad into the varied field