The Retrospective Review, and Historical and Antiquarian Magazine, Volum 12Charles and Henry Baldwyn, 1825 |
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Pàgina 62
... feeling so many of my own . I have taken the best order I can con- cerning my goods , within doors and without ; so that now I am master of nothing . Yet I have eight soldiers ( horsemen ) put upon me . am fain to buy all the provision ...
... feeling so many of my own . I have taken the best order I can con- cerning my goods , within doors and without ; so that now I am master of nothing . Yet I have eight soldiers ( horsemen ) put upon me . am fain to buy all the provision ...
Pàgina 72
... feeling that might lead to the least diminution of the clerical despotism . They have no need of the speculation and enthusiasm which are essential to the existence of smaller sects . The feelings , the passions , the affections of the ...
... feeling that might lead to the least diminution of the clerical despotism . They have no need of the speculation and enthusiasm which are essential to the existence of smaller sects . The feelings , the passions , the affections of the ...
Pàgina 85
... feeling of the human heart which so naturally in- clines it to religion , as the hopeless regret for the departed ; and ... feel- ings . This is the true secret of the fervent piety of Fenelon , and the mystics of his and all religions ...
... feeling of the human heart which so naturally in- clines it to religion , as the hopeless regret for the departed ; and ... feel- ings . This is the true secret of the fervent piety of Fenelon , and the mystics of his and all religions ...
Pàgina 87
... feel such pain , Whose precious blood the cross did stain , Let not those agonies be vain . Thou , whom avenging powers obey , Cancel my debt , ( too great to pay , ) Before the sad accounting - day . Surrounded with amazing fears ...
... feel such pain , Whose precious blood the cross did stain , Let not those agonies be vain . Thou , whom avenging powers obey , Cancel my debt , ( too great to pay , ) Before the sad accounting - day . Surrounded with amazing fears ...
Pàgina 94
... feel sick at the circumstance , let him take out the fly or spider , and wash it with wine ; and when mass is over , let him burn the animal , and cast the wine into the sacristy . But if he feel no nausea , and fear no danger , let him ...
... feel sick at the circumstance , let him take out the fly or spider , and wash it with wine ; and when mass is over , let him burn the animal , and cast the wine into the sacristy . But if he feel no nausea , and fear no danger , let him ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 81 - Christ's sake, Forgive us all that is past ; And grant that we may ever hereafter Serve and please thee In newness of life, To the honour and glory of thy Name ; Through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Pàgina 99 - I have no brother, I am like no brother; And this word 'love,' which greybeards call divine, Be resident in men like one another, And not in me! I am myself alone.
Pàgina 84 - THEREFORE with Angels and Archangels, and with all the company of heaven, we laud and magnify thy glorious Name, evermore praising thee, and saying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of hosts, heaven and earth are full of thy glory. Glory be to thee, O Lord most high.
Pàgina 160 - Why stand ye still ye virgins in amaze, Upon her so to gaze, Whiles ye forget your former lay to sing, To which the woods did answer, and your eccho ring...
Pàgina 150 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Pàgina 164 - And each one had a little wicker basket, Made of fine twigs, entrailed curiously, In which they gathered flowers to fill their flasket, And with fine fingers cropt full feateously The tender stalks on high.
Pàgina 18 - Many of his elegies appear to have been written in his eighteenth year, by which it appears that he had then read the Roman authors with very nice discernment. I once heard Mr Hampton, the translator of Polybius, remark, what I think is true, that Milton was the first Englishman who, after the revival of letters, wrote Latin verses with classic elegance.
Pàgina 81 - Baptistae, sanctis Apostolis Petro et Paulo, omnibus Sanctis, et tibi, Pater, quia peccavi nimis cogitatione, verbo et opere : mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa. Ideo precor beatam Mariam, semper Virginem, beatum Michaelem, Archangelum, beatum Joannem Baptistam, sanctos Apostolos Petrum et Paulum, omnes Sanctos, et te, Pater, orare pro me ad Dominum Deum nostrum...
Pàgina 281 - Than those of age, thy forehead wrapp'd in clouds, A leafless branch thy sceptre, and thy throne A sliding car, indebted to no wheels, But urged by storms along its slippery way, I love thee, all unlovely as thou seem'st, And dreaded as thou art...
Pàgina 157 - When he descended down the mount, His personage seemed most divine : A thousand graces one might count Upon his lovely cheerful eyne. To hear him speak, and sweetly smile, You were in Paradise the while. A sweet attractive kind of grace ; A full assurance given by looks ; Continual comfort in a face, The lineaments of Gospel books — I trow that count'nance cannot lye, Whose thoughts are legible in the eye.