Glances from the Moon: Or, Lucubrations, Gathered from the Miscellany of One Unknown

S.Y. Griffith and Company, 1824 - 304 Seiten

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Seite 41 - I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name, 0 Sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams, That bring to my remembrance from what state 1 fell, how glorious once above thy sphere, Till pride and worse ambition threw me down, Warring in Heaven against Heaven's matchless King Ah wherefore?
Seite 157 - For what is our hope or joy or crown of rejoicing ? are not even ye in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at his coming ? For ye are our glory and joy.
Seite 183 - And the LORD thy God will put out those nations before thee by little and little : thou mayest not consume them at once, lest the beasts of the field increase upon thee.
Seite 42 - As great might have aspired, and me, though mean, Drawn to his part ; but other powers as great Fell not, but stand unshaken, from within Or from without, to all temptations arm'd. Hadst thou the same free will and power to stand? Thou hadst : whom hast thou then or what to accuse, But Heaven's free love dealt equally to all?
Seite 45 - Souls who dare use their immortality — Souls who dare look the Omnipotent tyrant in His everlasting face, and tell him that His evil is not good...
Seite 157 - For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life.
Seite 41 - Ah, wherefore ? he deserved no such return From me, whom he created what I was In that bright eminence, and with his good Upbraided none ; nor was his service hard. What could be less than to afford him praise, The easiest recompense, and pay him thanks, How due...
Seite 124 - Sleep, the innocent Sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleeve of care, the death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course, chief nourisher in Life's feast.
Seite 246 - ... sauntering in the direction of their dormitory and their perch. As the air, activity, and gaiety of morn were greeted with their poor but best music, in brisk and flippant salutation, so are their retiring notes expressive of the quietude and composure of the evening hour : their farcwel requiem to the day.
Seite 246 - THE LANGUAGE OF BIRDS. From the notes and tones of our domestic fowl alone we could produce a variety of instances to show that they are adapted and directed to particular occasions, all expressive of and working to a meaning and an end. We might dwell upon the difference of their tones or vocal sounds when they come cheerily forth at early morn, themselves gay, humble, and sprightly, like itself ; and the drawling gravity of their notes suited to the loiter and slowness of their step, when day is...

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