The Eclectic Review, Volum 23C. Taylor, 1825 |
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Pàgina 3
... fact , this practical purpose , we might almost gather from Bishop Horsley's declaration , he deemed unworthy of Inspiration . We are far from imputing to that learned , acute , but paradoxical writer , an antinomian contempt for ...
... fact , this practical purpose , we might almost gather from Bishop Horsley's declaration , he deemed unworthy of Inspiration . We are far from imputing to that learned , acute , but paradoxical writer , an antinomian contempt for ...
Pàgina 23
... fact , presents to us , man , not only as he now ' exists , but as he has been in many former ages : : all has continued fixed as by enchantment . ' The marking distinction of this grand division of the globe , consists in the variety ...
... fact , presents to us , man , not only as he now ' exists , but as he has been in many former ages : : all has continued fixed as by enchantment . ' The marking distinction of this grand division of the globe , consists in the variety ...
Pàgina 30
... fact , that there were in existence men whose stature reached the height of twenty - four feet . · Equally fatal to our author's credit are his attempts to improve upon and enlarge the wonders related by others . Oderic mentions sea of ...
... fact , that there were in existence men whose stature reached the height of twenty - four feet . · Equally fatal to our author's credit are his attempts to improve upon and enlarge the wonders related by others . Oderic mentions sea of ...
Pàgina 55
... fact , nearly confined to the instance of Ethelwerd ; and even in this case , although he may have been unjust to the substantial merits of that historian , he cannot be accused of having exaggerated the fantastic and injurious ...
... fact , nearly confined to the instance of Ethelwerd ; and even in this case , although he may have been unjust to the substantial merits of that historian , he cannot be accused of having exaggerated the fantastic and injurious ...
Pàgina 63
... fact , tie the hands of Government more than they do those of the Papists . The question is not , whether the Roman Catholics of Ireland are to be trusted with office , but whether Lord Eldon and the rest of his Majesty's privy council ...
... fact , tie the hands of Government more than they do those of the Papists . The question is not , whether the Roman Catholics of Ireland are to be trusted with office , but whether Lord Eldon and the rest of his Majesty's privy council ...
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Pàgina 346 - Now the end of the commandment is charity out of a pure heart, and of a good conscience, and of faith unfeigned...
Pàgina 348 - And the nations were angry, and thy wrath is come, and the time of the dead, that they should be judged and that thou shouldest give reward unto thy servants the prophets, and to the saints, and them that fear thy name, small and great; and shouldest destroy them which destroy the earth.
Pàgina 202 - Through me you pass into the city of woe: Through me you pass into eternal pain: Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric moved: To rear me was the task of Power divine, Supremest Wisdom, and primeval Love. 19 Before me things create were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.
Pàgina 80 - Who hath not lost a friend ? There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end : Were this frail world our only rest, Living or dying none were blest. Beyond the flight of time, Beyond this vale of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, Nor life's affections transient fire, Whose sparks fly upward to expire.
Pàgina 350 - Who is that mysterious WORD, that was, " in the beginning, with God ?" Who is the " Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, the first and the last...
Pàgina 240 - His sons come to honour, and he knoweth it not; and they are brought low, but he perceiveth it not of them. 22 But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.
Pàgina 120 - TRIUMPHAL arch, that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part, I ask not proud Philosophy To teach me what thou art — Still seem, as to my childhood's sight, A midway station given For happy spirits to alight Betwixt the earth and heaven. Can all that Optics teach, unfold Thy form to please me so, As when I dreamt of gems and gold Hid in thy radiant bow ? When Science from Creation's face Enchantment's veil withdraws, What lovely visions yield their place To cold material laws...
Pàgina 80 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Pàgina 365 - All the paths of the Lord are mercy and truth unto such as keep his covenant and his testimonies.
Pàgina 121 - O'er mountains yet untrod, Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God. Methinks thy jubilee to keep, The first-made anthem rang On earth delivered from the deep, And the first poet sang. Nor ever shall the Muse's...