Cambridge Under Queen Anne: Illustrated by Memoir of Ambrose Bonwicke and Diaries of Francis Burman and Zacharias Conrad Von UffenbachCambridge Antiquarian Society, 1911 - 545 pagina's |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 69 - Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you.
Pagina 67 - To keep my hands from picking and stealing ; and my tongue from evil speaking, lying, and slandering; To keep my body in temperance, soberness, and chastity ; Not to covet nor desire other men's goods : but to learn and labour truly to get mine own living, and to do my duty in that state of life, unto which it shall please God to call me.
Pagina 261 - Say, for you saw us, ye immortal lights, How oft unwearied have we spent the nights, Till the Ledaean stars, so famed for love, Wonder'd at us from above! We spent them not in toys, in lusts, or wine ; But search of deep Philosophy, Wit, Eloquence, and Poetry, Arts which I loved, for they, my friend, were thine.
Pagina 64 - Virgin, of her substance , so that two whole and perfect natures, that is to say, the godhead and manhood, were joined together in one person, never to be divided, whereof is one Christ, very God, and very Man...
Pagina 64 - THE Son, which is the Word of the Father, begotten from everlasting of the Father, the very and eternal God, of one substance with the Father, took man's nature in the womb of the Blessed Virgin, of her substance...
Pagina 67 - My duty towards my Neighbour is to love him as myself, and to do to all men as I would they should do unto me...
Pagina 253 - He was much for liberty of conscience ; and being disgusted with the dry systematical way of those times, he studied to raise those who conversed with him to a nobler set of thoughts, and to consider religion as a seed of a deiform nature (to use one of his own phrases). In order to this, he set young students much on reading the ancient philosophers, chiefly Plato, Tully, and Plotin, and on considering the Christian religion as a doctrine sent from God, both to elevate and sweeten human nature...
Pagina 308 - ... after chapel to repair to one or other of the coffee-houses (for there are divers) where hours are spent in talking; and less profitable reading of newspapers, of which swarms are continually supplied from London. And the scholars are so greedy after news (which is none of their business), that they neglect all for it; and it is become very rare for any of them to go directly to his chamber after prayers without doing his suit at the coffeehouse ; which is a vast loss of time...
Pagina 262 - IT was a dismal and a fearful night : Scarce could the Morn drive on th' unwilling light, When sleep, death's image, left my troubled breast By something liker death possest. My eyes with tears did uncommanded flow, And on my soul hung the dull weight Of some intolerable fate. What bell was that ? Ah me ! too much I know ! My sweet companion, and my gentle peer, Why hast thou left me thus unkindly here, Thy end for ever, and my life, to moan?
Pagina 67 - First, I learn to believe in God the Father, who hath made me and all the world. Secondly, in God the Son, who hath redeemed me and all mankind. Thirdly, in God the Holy Ghost, who sanctifieth me and all the elect people of God.