Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age, Band 7

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John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell
Leavitt, Throw and Company, 1846

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Seite 138 - Of fruits, and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damasked wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blushed with blood of queens and kings.
Seite 439 - Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, To scorn delights, and live laborious days.
Seite 239 - From an eternity of idleness I, God, awoke ; in seven days' toil made earth From nothing ; rested, and created man : I placed him in a paradise, and there Planted the tree of evil, so that he Might eat and perish, and my soul procure Wherewith to sate its malice, and to turn, Even like a heartless conqueror of the earth, All misery to my fame.
Seite 239 - O almighty one, I tremble and obey ! " O Spirit ! centuries have set their seal On this heart of many wounds, and loaded brain, Since the Incarnate came : humbly he came, Veiling his horrible Godhead in the shape Of man, scorned by the world, his name unheard, Save by the rabble of his native town, Even as a parish demagogue.
Seite 12 - ... which hath no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it, for the glory of God doth enlighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.
Seite 104 - Do unto others as ye would that they should do unto you " ? This was the doctrine of Lao-tsze.
Seite 258 - ... relapse, I caused him to be taken by the constables, and bounden to a tree in the street, before the whole town, and there striped him till he waxed weary. Verily, God be thanked, I hear no harm of him now. And of all who ever came in my hand for heresy, as help me God, else had never any of them any stripe or stroke given them, so much as a fillip in the forehead.
Seite 385 - The king has lately been pleased to make me Professor of Ancient History in a royal Academy of Painting, which he has just established, but there is no salary annexed; and I took it rather as a compliment to the institution than any benefit to myself. Honors to one in my situation are something like ruffles to a man that wants a shirt.
Seite 530 - Now has descended a serener hour, And with inconstant fortune, friends return ; Though suffering leaves the knowledge and the power Which says : Let scorn be not repaid with scorn. And from thy side two gentle babes are born To fill our home with smiles, and thus are we Most fortunate beneath life's beaming morn : And these delights, and thou, have been to me The parents of the Song I consecrate to thee.
Seite 464 - Honour to all the brave and true; \ everlasting honour to brave old Knox, one of the truest of the true ! That, in the moment while he and his cause, amid civil broils, in convulsion and confusion, were still but struggling for life, he sent the schoolmaster forth to all corners, and said, " Let the people be taught :" this is but one, and indeed an inevitable and comparatively inconsiderable item in his great message to men.

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