The temple: sacred poems, and private ejaculations. To which is added, a biographical sketch of the author. [Followed by] The synagogue [by C. Harvey].1799 |
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... Lord , fome Ink beftow . Open the bones , and you fhall nothing find In the best face but filth ; when Lord , in thee The beauty lies in the difcovery . G. H. He was an indefatigable ftudent ; but his affiduity was not more ardently and ...
... Lord , fome Ink beftow . Open the bones , and you fhall nothing find In the best face but filth ; when Lord , in thee The beauty lies in the difcovery . G. H. He was an indefatigable ftudent ; but his affiduity was not more ardently and ...
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... Lord Verulam , and the learned Bishop Andrews , both of whom commenced an intimate friendship with the Orator , and fuch was the opinion Lord Bacon had of his judgment , that he ufually defired his approbation be-- fore he would fend ...
... Lord Verulam , and the learned Bishop Andrews , both of whom commenced an intimate friendship with the Orator , and fuch was the opinion Lord Bacon had of his judgment , that he ufually defired his approbation be-- fore he would fend ...
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... Lord and he shall nourish thee . To which join that of St. Peter , 1 Pet . v . 7. Cafting all your care on the Lord , for he careth for you . What an ad- mirable thing is this , that God puts his fhoulder to our burthen , and entertains ...
... Lord and he shall nourish thee . To which join that of St. Peter , 1 Pet . v . 7. Cafting all your care on the Lord , for he careth for you . What an ad- mirable thing is this , that God puts his fhoulder to our burthen , and entertains ...
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... Lord abate my great affliction , or increase my pati- ence ; but I repine not , I am dumb Lord before thee because thou doft it . " But removing to Damfey , in Wiltshire , then inha- bited by his friend the Earl of Danby , and declining ...
... Lord abate my great affliction , or increase my pati- ence ; but I repine not , I am dumb Lord before thee because thou doft it . " But removing to Damfey , in Wiltshire , then inha- bited by his friend the Earl of Danby , and declining ...
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... Lord Bishop of Bath and Wells . ) This ( faid Mr. HERBERT ) would be a cure for the wickedness and growing atheism of our age . And , my dear brother , till this be done by us , and done in earneft , let no man expect a reformation of ...
... Lord Bishop of Bath and Wells . ) This ( faid Mr. HERBERT ) would be a cure for the wickedness and growing atheism of our age . And , my dear brother , till this be done by us , and done in earneft , let no man expect a reformation of ...
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Página 97 - LIFE. I MADE a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band.
Página 179 - I aspire To a full consent. Not a word or look I affect to own, But by book, And thy book alone. Though I fail, I weep : Though I halt in pace, Yet I creep To the throne of grace.
Página xix - ... and competent maintenance. - So that now if they do not well, the fault cannot be charged on you, whose example and care of them will justify you both to the world and your own conscience...
Página 90 - The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Página 59 - O let me, when thy roof my soul hath hid, O let me roost and nestle there : Then of a sinner thou art rid, And I of hope and fear. Yet take thy way ; for sure thy way is best : Stretch or contract me thy poor debtor : This is but tuning of my breast, To make the music better.
Página 13 - THOU, whose sweet youth and early hopes enhance Thy rate and price, and mark thee for a treasure, Hearken unto a Verser, who may chance Rhyme thee to good, and make a bait of pleasure : A verse may find him, who a Sermon flies, And turn delight into a Sacrifice.
Página 132 - Not, that he may not here Taste of the cheer : But as birds drink, and straight lift up their head ; So must he sip, and think Of better drink He may attain to, after he is dead.
Página 144 - Just as I went, None goes that way And lives. If that be all, said I, After so foul a journey death is fair, And but a chair.
Página 78 - Christ hath took in this piece of ground, And made a garden there for those Who want herbs for their wound.
Página 126 - I met a reverend good old man : Whom when for Peace I did demand, he thus began ; There was a Prince of old At Salem dwelt, who lived with good increase Of flock and fold.