The Eclectic Review, Volum 4;Volum 108

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Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Edwin Paxton Hood, Jonathan Edwards Ryland
C. Taylor, 1858
 

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Pàgina 17 - Who hath measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, and meted out heaven with the span, and comprehended the dust of the earth in a measure, and weighed the mountains in scales, and the hills in a balance?
Pàgina 298 - Abba, Father, all things are possible unto thee ; take away this cup from me: nevertheless, not what I will, but what thou wilt.
Pàgina 81 - My father was a yeoman, and had no lands of his own, only he had a farm of three or four pound by year at the uttermost, and hereupon he tilled so much as kept half a dozen men. He had walk for a hundred sheep ; and my mother milked thirty kine.
Pàgina 106 - God with than God himself hath appointed. Down with Christ's cross, up with purgatory pickpurse, up with him, the popish purgatory, I mean. Away with clothing the naked, the poor and impotent; up with decking of images, and gay garnishing of stocks and stones: up with man's traditions and his laws, down with God's traditions and his most holy word. Down with the old honour due to God, and up with the new god's honour. Let all things be done in Latin: there must be nothing but Latin, not so much as...
Pàgina 121 - William," and not all the clouds which calumny could collect ever dimmed to their eyes the radiance of that lofty mind to which they were accustomed, in their darkest calamities, to look for light As long as he lived, he was the guiding star of a whole brave nation, and when he died the little children cried in the streets.
Pàgina 97 - Be of good comfort, master Ridley, and play the man. We shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace, in England, as I trust shall never be put out.
Pàgina 485 - Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita, Mi ritrovai per una selva oscura Che la diritta via era smarrita.

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