Meditations and Contemplations: In Two Volumes, Volume 1John and James Rivington and J. Leake, 1748 - Meditations |
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... Form of earthly Felicity ; but refer the whole of our Condition to the Choice of unerring Wisdom . May ' We learn to re- nounce our own Will ; and be ready to make a Sacrifice of our warmeft Wishes , whenever they run counter to the ...
... Form of earthly Felicity ; but refer the whole of our Condition to the Choice of unerring Wisdom . May ' We learn to re- nounce our own Will ; and be ready to make a Sacrifice of our warmeft Wishes , whenever they run counter to the ...
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... form , I know not what , ineffectual Refolutions . But , a fudden Convulfion fhook his Nerves ; difabled his Tongue ; and , in lefs than an Hour , diffolved his Frame . MAY the Children of this World be warned , by the dying Words of an ...
... form , I know not what , ineffectual Refolutions . But , a fudden Convulfion fhook his Nerves ; difabled his Tongue ; and , in lefs than an Hour , diffolved his Frame . MAY the Children of this World be warned , by the dying Words of an ...
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... form an Eftimate of their real Value . Suppofe thyfelf first among the Favourites of Fortune , who revel in the Lap of Pleafure ; who fhine in the Robes of Honour ; and fwim in Tides of inexhaufted Riches : Yet , how foon would the ...
... form an Eftimate of their real Value . Suppofe thyfelf first among the Favourites of Fortune , who revel in the Lap of Pleafure ; who fhine in the Robes of Honour ; and fwim in Tides of inexhaufted Riches : Yet , how foon would the ...
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... trod the vaft Spaces of the lonely Defart ; and penetrated the inmoft Receffes of the dreary Cavern ; but never , never beheld Nature louring , with fo tre¬ mendous mendous a Form ; never felt fuch Impreffions of Awe among the TOMBS . 73.
... trod the vaft Spaces of the lonely Defart ; and penetrated the inmoft Receffes of the dreary Cavern ; but never , never beheld Nature louring , with fo tre¬ mendous mendous a Form ; never felt fuch Impreffions of Awe among the TOMBS . 73.
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In Two Volumes James Hervey. mendous a Form ; never felt fuch Impreffions of Awe , ftriking cold on my Heart ; as under these black - brow'd Arches , amidft thefe mouldy Walls , and furrounded by fuch rueful Objects ; where Melancholy ...
In Two Volumes James Hervey. mendous a Form ; never felt fuch Impreffions of Awe , ftriking cold on my Heart ; as under these black - brow'd Arches , amidft thefe mouldy Walls , and furrounded by fuch rueful Objects ; where Melancholy ...
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Page 100 - A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames No light; but rather darkness visible Served only to discover sights of woe, Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes That comes to all, but torture without end Still urges, and a fiery deluge, fed With ever-burning sulphur unconsumed.
Page 161 - Her wise ladies answered her, yea, she returned answer to herself, have they not sped ? have they not divided the prey ; to every man a damsel or two ; to Sisera a prey of divers colours, a prey of divers colours of needlework, of divers colours of needlework on both sides, meet for the necks of them that take the spoil...
Page 33 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Page 30 - As man, perhaps, the moment of his breath Receives the lurking principle of death; The young disease, that must subdue at length, Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength; So, cast and mingled with his very frame.
Page 185 - Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance : behold, He taketh up the isles as a very little thing.
Page 155 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Page 96 - How shocking must thy summons be, O Death, To him that is at ease in his possessions; Who, counting on long years of pleasure here, Is quite unfurnish'd for that world to come ! In that dread moment, how the frantic soul Raves round the walls of her clay tenement, Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help ; But shrieks in vain ! How wishfully she looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers!
Page 36 - And we desire that every one of you do show the same diligence to the full assurance of hope unto the end : that ye be not slothful, but followers of them who through faith and patience inherit the promises,
Page 96 - Runs to each avenue, and shrieks for help, But shrieks in vain ! how wishfully she looks On all she's leaving, now no longer hers! A little longer, yet a little longer...
Page 70 - Such a nation might truly say to corruption, thou art my father, and to the worm, thou art my mother and my sister.