Puritan and Anglican: Studies in Literature

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K. Paul, Trench, Trübner, 1900 - 341 sider
 

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Side 111 - I the unkind, ungrateful ? Ah my dear, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I ? Truth, Lord, but I have marred them : let my shame Go where it doth deserve. And know you not, says Love, who bore the blame ? My dear, then I will serve.
Side 154 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat.
Side 195 - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt. Dispraise or blame, nothing but well and fair. And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
Side 123 - But ah, my soul with too much stay Is drunk, and staggers in the way! Some men a forward motion love, But I by backward steps would move, And, when this dust falls to the urn, In that state I came, return.
Side 124 - I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great Ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright; And round beneath it, Time in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres Like a vast shadow moved; in which the world And all her train were hurled.
Side 107 - In another walk to Salisbury, he saw a poor man with a poorer horse, that was fallen under his load; they were both in distress, and needed present help, which Mr. Herbert perceiving, put off his canonical coat, and helped the poor man to unload, and after, to load his horse: The poor man blessed him for it, and he blessed the poor man ; and was so like the good Samaritan, that he gave him money to...
Side 195 - Our law, or stain my vow of Nazarite. If there be aught of presage in the mind, This day will be remarkable in my life By some great act, or of my days the last.
Side 128 - Temple," and aptly,' for in the Temple of God, under His wing, he led his life in St. Mary's Church, near St. Peter's college ; there he lodged under Tertullian's roof of angels ; there he made his nest more gladly than David's swallow near the house of God : where, like a primitive saint, he offered more prayers in the night than others usually offer in the day.
Side 71 - My Lord, when I lost the freedom of my cell, which was my college; yet, I found some degree of it in my quiet country parsonage : but I am weary of the noise and oppositions of this place, and indeed God and nature did not intend me for contentions, but for study and quietness.
Side 298 - And it came to pass at noon that Elijah mocked them, and said, Cry aloud : for he is a god ; either he is talking or he is pursuing, or he is in a journey, or peradventure he sleepeth, and must be awaked.

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