The Eclectic Review, Volum 23C. Taylor, 1825 |
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Pàgina 4
... seem the only rational plan that can be adopted to preclude the singing of what , to the performers , must be ... seems difficult to tell . Not , surely , because they are recorded in the form of poetry . No part of Scripture is ...
... seem the only rational plan that can be adopted to preclude the singing of what , to the performers , must be ... seems difficult to tell . Not , surely , because they are recorded in the form of poetry . No part of Scripture is ...
Pàgina 5
... seems to us , with a right view of their true character and purpose . The sacred poems comprised in what we denominate the Book of Psalms , ( in the Masoretic copies and the Syriac Version , they are divided into five books * ) are the ...
... seems to us , with a right view of their true character and purpose . The sacred poems comprised in what we denominate the Book of Psalms , ( in the Masoretic copies and the Syriac Version , they are divided into five books * ) are the ...
Pàgina 7
... seem to be at least allowable , to attempt a different sort of classification , with reference to their date , author ... seems to us , are excluded by their very nature from any other use than that to which the other prophecies are ...
... seem to be at least allowable , to attempt a different sort of classification , with reference to their date , author ... seems to us , are excluded by their very nature from any other use than that to which the other prophecies are ...
Pàgina 11
... seems , Through the vast round dispensing His all - pervading beams . So pure , so soul - restoring Is Truth's diviner ray ; A brighter radiance pouring , Than all the pomp of day : The wanderer surely guiding , It makes the simple wise ...
... seems , Through the vast round dispensing His all - pervading beams . So pure , so soul - restoring Is Truth's diviner ray ; A brighter radiance pouring , Than all the pomp of day : The wanderer surely guiding , It makes the simple wise ...
Pàgina 24
... seems to have struck them was the grandeur of the features of nature . The Indus appeared to them far to surpass , in the mass of its waters , the Nile and the Danube , the mightiest streams of the western world ; 9 while a series of ...
... seems to have struck them was the grandeur of the features of nature . The Indus appeared to them far to surpass , in the mass of its waters , the Nile and the Danube , the mightiest streams of the western world ; 9 while a series of ...
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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...