The British Magazine, Volumen1

Portada
F.W. Westley and A.H. Davis, 1830
 

Términos y frases comunes

Pasajes populares

Página 104 - And I beheld, and I heard the voice of many angels round about the throne and the beasts and the elders; and the number of them was ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands; Saying with a loud voice, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing.
Página 424 - Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, Our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain. Awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise ! * Each stamps its image as the other flies.
Página 278 - Neither did we eat any man's bread for nought ; but wrought with labour and travail night and day, that we might not be chargeable to any of you : 'Not because we have not power, but to make ourselves an ensample unto you to follow us.
Página 161 - He sendeth the springs into the valleys, Which run among the hills. They give drink to every beast of the fie'ld: The wild asses quench their thirst. By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, Which sing among the branches.
Página 274 - And it came to pass on the third day in the morning, that there were thunders and lightnings, and a thick cloud upon the mount, and the voice of the trumpet exceeding loud ; so that all the people that was in the camp trembled.
Página 274 - And it came to pass at the seventh time, when the priests blew with the trumpets, Joshua said unto the people, Shout ; for the LORD hath given you the city.
Página 220 - ... do profess plainly, that I cannot find any rest for the sole of my foot but upon this rock only. I see plainly, and with mine own eyes, that there are popes against popes, councils against councils, some fathers against others, the same fathers against themselves, a consent of fathers of one age against a consent of fathers of another age, the church of one age against the church of another age.
Página 108 - Though few now taste thee unimpair'd and pure, Or tasting long enjoy thee ! too infirm, Or too incautious, to preserve thy sweets Unmix'd with drops of bitter, which neglect Or temper sheds into thy crystal cup ; Thou art the nurse of Virtue, in thine arms She smiles, appearing, as in truth she is, Heaven-born, and destined to the skies again.
Página 274 - And it shall come to pass, that when they make a long blast with the ram's horn, and when ye hear the sound of the trumpet, all the people shall shout with a great shout ; and the wall of the city shall fall down flat, and the people shall ascend up, every man straight before him.
Página 220 - I, for my part, after a long and (as I verily believe and hope) impartial search of the true way to eternal happiness...

Información bibliográfica